Now

I have not posted here for a while. That’s because I’ve been tied up mentally.

I’ve forgotten how to be a child. Have you felt that way when you play with your kids?

This is more of a personal diary for me; so I’m mentioning some commitments I’m looking forward to this month. I’ll be traveling for a while and I’ll have my usual assignments and work since I carry my work with me. But I will have to do these things if I’m to become a better parent.

-Reading a good book.

-Reading at least one good poem every week.

-Praying more.

-Looking inward.

-Ignoring all that I don’t like and not taking to heart things I don’t want to hear.

-Telling my babies more stories more patiently. Their vocabulary has grown suddenly. Love the way they say ‘pineapple’:)

I hope I can work on these….

What gets me worked up

My allergy went up so bad that I was a pretty lousy mom today.

It’s my kids’ lunar birthday today and I wanted to make it something special. But all I did was complain and sneeze all morning. Finally I took action- visited the doc and she said that I needed to do destress.

I think I get worked up about a lot of silly things. So I’ll list them:

1. Situations I don’t like(because of ridiculous ego problems that I can never solve)

2. Not being where I think I should be

3. Not being able to go out much

4. Baby tantrums(I get palpitations when I see the kids go red and tiny-fisted angry)

I’m identifying my problems here, not complaining. Once you figure out what’s stressing you out, you might be able to change things.

Taking Photos

The twins are playing in the bedroom now.

Today I thought I’d destress by looking at my kids through the camera lens. When you go behind the camera you look at kids in a different light. I kept clicking photo after photo. Maybe I’ll post a few here.

But I’m wary of publishing photoes since I’m a paranoid mom.

I took photos of them putting their heads  out the kitchen window(the kitchen window looks out into the living room). They were squeezing through the window and instead of going crazy seeing them get into trouble, I was excited to get them photographed.

So moms, taking pictures destresses.

Has it helped you?