Clap your hands.
Do a little dance to that Pharell song no one seems to be able to get enough of.
Then shout your joyfulness from the rooftops so your friends and neighbors can hear you.
You know, for accountability purposes.
I don’t know about you, but when I tell people I am going to do something I am instantly like 79.9% more likely to actually follow through. Failure alone is one thing, but failure, with an audience hanging about to heckle you is another beast entirely.
That is partially why I recruited this Happy Mamas Team and then invited all of you to join us. For accountability purposes. And cheering, we expect lots and lots of cheering!
I didn’t want it to be like all of my other resolutions. You know the ones, where come March you’re back to eating rolls of cookie dough in your bathroom and trying to find the loophole on your gym membership so you can cancel your contract without a fine.
This can’t be that and for me; happiness doesn’t feel optional like weight loss and seeing more of the world.
So, probably you’re wondering, after two months of concentrated effort, am I happier yet?
Keeping it real here, if I’m as honest and introspective about this journey as I am trying to be, I don’t necessarily feel measurably happier yet. I know that I have been less grudgy and more forgiving, but I still mull over the unjoyful things in my life.
Mostly business related pressures are causing major stress, and that stress in particular is having an adverse effect on all elements of my happiness, including that I reserve for mothering my children.
I’ve determined something must be done about that.
I’ve moved to the point where a 5 year plan isn’t going to cut it. If this keeps up, in five years, I will be that little blob with the rain cloud over his head in those Zoloft commercials.
I don’t want to be a sad blob human.
I’m giving myself 5 months to whip my work stress into shape.
I’m still determining what that 5 month plan looks like, but I am certain that one needs to be born. Because, instead of fully enjoying happy mama moments with the people who matter most in my life, I spend countless hours working through work struggles in my mind, hashing out problems and searching the crevices of my brain for solutions. It’s exhausting and, I suspect, my constant worry over it actually zaps my motivation and creativity, creating an ugly, vicious circle of inactivity and lack of inspiration that is thwarting my efforts.
Probably now you are confused. Because I sound crazy.
Well, welcome to my world.
In an effort to get out from under this hefty unawesomeness that seems to be plaguing me, I’ve come up with Happy Mama Movement Step 2…
Pause and appreciate the rarely seen beauty of your children enjoying an activity together where no one is being punched…
Enjoy an early morning cuddle even though it is SO early in the morning. Why is it always so early in the morning?
Take time to laugh at with them (it’s not a mirror, it’s a window! A WINDOW! With a room full of people on the other side)…
And sigh at them…
And appreciate how far they’ve come…
Like this one super famous smart Dude (long dead American poet, Walt Whitman) once said, “Happiness, not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour.”
Which, loosely translated I think means, everybody go to happy hour!
Join Team Happy Mama and share your joyful mothering moments with us!
This month’s featured Happy Mama is Krystyn from Really, Are You Serious? Happy Mama of FOUR daughters who finds joy in her well behaved children, spending time with her husband, and Mexican food. Arriba! Also, she is singularly responsible for the gorgeousness of DudeMom.com. She designed this mammajamma and, if it’s ever not working, totally my her fault!