I put vent in the tag box, but I don’t think this is really a vent.  If you read my posts, you know last week I had a serious scare, and was told I need to learn to relax or I risk something more serious happening to me and possibly my heart.  I have to say, that is easier said than done!

What is funny to me is when people hear I have five boys, ranging in age from almost 16 to 2, they think that is the cause of my stress.  And let me clarify, having a house full of boys -testosterone alley as I call my house- is crazy, but for some reason that is the one part of my life that I can take as it comes.  I don’t mind getting up early, getting them ready for school, I don’t mind cooking for a basketball team (and once in awhile even more), I don’t mind the dishes or the laundry… it is the outside forces that I let get to me - my ex-husband, my step-daughter, her mom, my parents, R’s work, etc.  BUT, if I stop and think about it…those people don’t live with me, or in the case of R’s work that thing isn’t something I have to routinely deal with, they aren’t a part of my everyday life unless I let them be.  The fact that they were invading my thoughts, my mind and upsetting me was something I COULD control. 

I hope realizing that is half the battle, and I find that when I push thoughts that are unpleasant out of my mind, and fill my head with smiles, laughters (butterflies, unicorns…) I feel so much better!

Here’s hoping I continue to remember this and NOT let the stress get to me…again!