When it’s time to change you’ve got to rearrange.

My day did not quite go as planned today, and I have one kid down for the count with a really bad cough.

So the post I was going to write today isn’t done.

But here are a few thoughts:

A couple people asked about my efforts to stop complaining, and wanted to know if that meant that I didn’t actually voice any complaints, or did I not think them altogether?

I’m no expert in this department. I’m still figuring it out.

All I know is that for two days, I have not verbally complained.

Have I had complaints cross my mind? Sure I have.

But I haven’t bitched about anything since Saturday night.

And there very well may be a day where I slip up.

If it does, I hope I just catch myself quickly and get back on track.

But I’m not going to give up or beat myself up over it.

I’m not really that worried by the prospect of messing up though.

Because it’s very odd how once you make the decision to not go there, your brain just kind of stops thinking that way.

Really.

My entire thought pattern seems to have shifted in the past two days. It’s very, very strange.

In a good way.

Everything is so much better. I’m so much happier.

I don’t want to lock my kids in a closet (as much) or punch the annoying person on the cell phone in line at the store or ram my car into the jerk in the Costco parking lot.

Okay. I might still want to do that last one.

But not allowing meself to get caught up in the negative thought patterns honestly has had immediate results.

At least for me it has.

So yeah, I have still caught myself initially having those complaining thoughts, but they seem to be decreasing by at least 50% each day.

And I think my kids are noticing.

Today we had fun.

Today we went to the library and they were so much better than they were the last time.

I’m sure it has to do with the fact that the more we go the better they will behave.

But I’m also just having more fun being around them. Because I’m not letting all the stupid shit that used to really piss me off get to me.

I’ve become a happier mom.

And they are noticing.

Number 6 is my little momma’s boy.

Every day he says to me, “Mommy?”

To which I reply, “Yes?”

And to which he replies, “I love you SO much.”

But today, he said something extra.

Today after professing his love for me he added, “An you aw weally pwetty Mommy.”

He’s never said that before.

That could be a coincidence.

It could have nothing to do with my new no complaining policy.

But I don’t think so.

I don’t know if it’s done anything to my appearance on the outside.

But it’s definitely making my insides much more attractive.

 

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