My morning greeting...

This has been up in our kitchen for quite some time now. I have a bad habit of trying to do way too much. My husband laughs and tells me that I don't have the world "relax" in my vocabulary. I make lists, I try to multi-multi task.  I feel like I have to do it all. Don't get me wrong, I have a wonderful husband who is more than willing to pitch in. In fact, I think he'd love it if I relaxed more.  Nevertheless, my mind won't let my body quit. I was laying in bed, wide awake, at 4:00 a.m. this morning thinking about how I should really get into Ethan's room and continue the painting project! I'm fighting off a cold, so I know that I should rest and get as much sleep as possible...yet the wheels just continue to spin. I sometimes overwhelm myself with the norms of everyday living, let alone taking care of getting organized for our little one's arrival. Calling daycares, calling the insurance company, registering, amending and updating the registry, painting, cleaning, organizing...there just doesn't seem to be enough time in the day. Which is why I have this on our kitchen chalkboard. It's a daily reminder (that I force myself to read aloud every morning) that I need to take it, literally "one day at a time". I'm trying to convince myself that it's okay if the kitchen stays messy after dinner. It's fine to let the laundry pile up a little. It's okay to just relax. In due time, all that needs to be done will get gone.