Day Thirty: My Highs and Lows of the Past 30 Days

Day 30 of the 30 Day Writing Challenge

I did it! Besides the pause when my granddad passed away, I've managed to write each and everyday. My husband once asked me if I found it difficult to write everyday. I don't. Some days it was nice having a topic given to me and other days I would have preferred to write about something else. Overall, I really enjoyed the challenge and I hope my readers did too. I will continue to make an effort to write everyday. I know that as a follower of some blogs, it's irritating when more than a few days have passed without a post. If you want people to read your stuff you need to reassure them that there will be new content regularly. That's what I believe, anyway.


Day Thirty: My Highs and Lows of the Past 30 Days

I reread my journal from the past 30 days to get a sense of what was going on. I know that I probably remember things differently than the way they actually happened. I've also probably forgotten the many good things, too.

High: Going for a walk with my hubby and our baby on a beautiful fall afternoon.

Low: One particular low morning I wrote in my journal: I want to run away. Run away from this house, this mess. Run away from responsibility. Run away from wondering if she's actually going to nap and for how long. Help me, Lord. Considering it was the only entry like this for the past 30 days, I think that's pretty good. Sometimes life can get overwhelming.

High: About a month ago, my baby started to sit up by herself. She wasn't particularly sturdy but when she folded over she could push herself back up.

Low: I worried that I was missing out on her being a baby because I just wanted her to get older. Old enough to sleep through the night, old enough to wean off the boob, old enough to whatever.

High: My baby started sleeping for 2 hours in a row after being adjusted by Dr. D. It doesn't seem like very much now but at the time I was so happy. She went from waking up 10x a night to 6 or less.

High: Getting our new dining room table.
  
Low: Having headaches and neck pains.

High: Our baby became so much more sociable. It used to be very stressful taking her anywhere. She would cry and cry and cry. My in-laws thought that it was because she didn't remember them and was afraid. My family just shrugged their shoulders but mostly avoided her because no one could make her stop crying. She smiles a lot more now. She'll let other people hold her (if she's comfortable with them).

Low: My granddad passed away. When I hung up the phone after my dad called to give me the news, I had a good cry in the mudroom because my baby was sleeping and I didn't want to make too much noise. I like remembering the sound of his voice and the way he would say particular things like, "Oh REAlly!" Or when I sat with him at my cousin's wedding and asked him how he was doing. He replied, "Just fine now that you're here." Or the way he read the paper with his bifocals, his mouth slightly open. I miss him.

High: Seeing the entire family when we flew to Winnipeg for my granddad's funeral. For once, everyone was there. It reminded me of when I was a little kid and getting together for a major holiday with all the aunts and uncles and cousins.

High: Our baby having no problems whatsoever on the plane. (Except when I accidentally smacked her head on the overhead cabin and she wailed for all the world to hear.) The afternoon we left for the airport I was a wreck. I tried to keep it together because I knew that our baby was feeding off of my energy but it was difficult. It was such a relief that everything went well.

High: Going for coffee with my sister.

High: Having a date night with hubby to see a hockey game (my first!).

High: Catching adorable baby moments on camera and video.

High: Baby sleeping for 5 hours in a row.



I'm happy to see that the Highs outnumber the Lows. It's a good reminder that while things may seem dismal, the good outweighs the bad. And the bad won't be forever. The difficulties are but a moment in time.

Thanks for journeying with me through these past 30 days. I hope you continue reading.