Last week my middle child started Term 2 after her winter break. Since she goes to a different school than my oldest, they had their breaks at different times. She went to school while the older one had winter break and vice versa. Going back to school after the holidays wasn’t so hard for her, this time, because both of them were going.

But on her second day, my oldest had to take a sick day. This was hard on my middle one. And in general, it takes a bit to get her motivated to go back to school after a weekend, especially a long one. So, even though she loves school and her teachers & friends and being home is now boring (her words, not mine), just the getting up and getting ready and going part of it slows her down.

It got me thinking, (again!) about how it’s hard for us as adults to get up and go to work sometimes. My work currently is wife & mom related – getting the kids up in the morning and prepping them for school, making their breakfasts, packing their lunches, sending them off, then the usual monotony of housework, and still, I find it so tiresome to get out of bed when the alarm rings.

I guess it does come down to enjoying the work we do and the people we work with (and for). Because sometimes just because the job pays, doesn’t make it not a chore. And sometimes, just because you love what you do, it’s still not enough if the people you’re working with have a very contradictory thought process than you do. It’s hard enough to get out of bed as is, and these things add to that weight.

That said, I adore my little bosses. My entire existence revolves around them most times, toxically so, and yet I crib and cry inside when I have to wake up most days. And winters only make it worse.

The same way, when I thought of how this relates to just starting something, anything, it takes a lot of effort. Staying committed of course, takes more.

Starting this blog took me 3 years. I just sat on it for so long wondering where and how to start, and if it would be worth it, and if I could take on such a commitment, that I didn’t see all the time that went by.

Being the kind of person who absorbs energy from the people I surround myself with, I borrowed some drive from a friend when I wasn’t sure I had my own. And here I am, a few months later still pushing forward.

Some Sundays I barely want to do this anymore and having been termed in the past as someone who always leaves a project half-way, it really motivates me to follow my life achievement and do just that – leave half-way (a pinch of sarcasm :P). But that thought also gives me just enough strength to trudge through.

Starting a routine and committing to it is no piece of cake. Some make it seem that way. Watching social media and all the happy beautiful faces there, you think “dang, where does this person get all this energy & drive to do this day after day?” And what we see isn’t everything, we know that now. These same people who seem to be so put together, have their days and their struggles whether outwardly visible or not. But they show up and they do the job because they have to, because they want to. They have a goal, and they want to achieve it! Here I am assuming that’s just self-motivation, but there could also be other forms of motivation that drives them that we don’t see.

A lot of us have what it takes, more than others do – the stamina to keep going. And some of us (me) – we just want to sleep!

So, this is me – trying to keep my eyes open even when I don’t want to. And doing the work. Because sometimes when you start something, consistency is key. Commitment takes effort & a lot of hard work. Keeping your eyes open when you just want to keep them shut needs motivation – a pot of gold (or Nutella, for me) per se, at the end of the rainbow.

Love always,