When It Rains, Make Lemonade

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There has been a downpour of rain here over the past four or five weeks, with only about a half-day or day a week of relative dry. It has given me lots of time and opportunities to cuddle up in bed with Mr. Sweetie, and, while frequently I watch silly crime shows on my iPad to pass the time, I have been taking after the documentaries available to me on Netflix with the voracity of a person starved.

There have been documentaries about child obesity, food quality/sustainability, stories of chefs and their philosophies, TedTalks on health, science, and society. I have been saddened, disgusted, impressed, fascinated, uplifted, and entertained, by the stories I have watched play out, and the things I have seen and learned. They have inspired me to change my eating habits, spending habits, daily habits, and habits of thought, just by planting the seeds of ideas in my being.

At first, when it really started to rain, and rain continuously, I was a bit upset. Things like, we’re stuck in the house, there’s nothing to break up the monotony, every day is the same, what the hell am I going to do to pass the time, all found their seats around the fire in my mind and stayed awhile. I wasn’t depressed, but I was bummed that excursions outdoors, errands, and social calls, all were put on hold as I tried to deal with this fresh curveball of being waterlogged, of thunder and lightning and flooding.

I employed one of the new mantras I have acquired since becoming a mother: when you have the time and energy, accomplish as much as you can, so that the days that move more slowly can be welcomed and enjoyed. I surrendered to the weather. I settled into the snuggles with Mr. Sweetie, as this grey and stormy time also coincided with his desire to sleep almost the entire day, and he’s not much for sleeping without me right there next to him. I armed myself with snacks and bottles of water, and dedicated myself to ensuring that he got the sleep he needed.

For a person accustomed to having thoughts or ideas, within their means, and being able to instantly try them on, apply them, it takes a special kind of patience and grace to sit out the dance, to hang out in bed with the baby most of the day. Knowing it is a passing thing doesn’t make my legs any less stir-crazy, or my thoughts obey the speed limit. But I changed my outlook, to realizing that I can take care of myself in this time by nourishing my mind. What a perfect opportunity to re-group myself, to get a better grasp on myself and what I want out of life.

I needed more stimulation than just the crime shows I am so fond of, and playing detective on my side of the screen. Books require good lighting, which usually disturbs my little Sweetie, so I opted to find something on the iPad that would move me. If these days were a thing they would be lemons, and I had to figure out something to do with all of them. So I did. I made lemonade; I decided to learn.

People, places, cuisine, diets, sorrow, elation, love. Passion. Presence. Faith. Ancient, current, progressive; ruins and sprouts. Beauty and elegance. Dirty and tainted. Dedication. It all made me think a lot about myself and what I am doing, what is my message, my son, what message am I giving him, the people around me, what message are they giving me.

My challenge to you, dear mamis and readers, is to rekindle your passion for learning, your fascination with the things that are not so easily known to you. Even if it’s just for an hour or two a week, when the babysitter cancels or an appointment is rescheduled, or a lunch date falls through. We all spend so much time and energy caring for our physical selves, which is extremely important, that it is easy to forget how equally important it is to keep our minds healthy. Part of that mental health lies in exercising our inquisitive minds, and taking a little time to feed our brains, because they get hungry, too.

 

Can you find a way to make a brain date for yourself every week? What sorts of things do you want to know more about? Where is your passion?

 

Encouraging Empowered Mamis Everywhere To Do What They Do

 

 

Mami

Mami is an artist, aspiring entrepreneur, and first-time, full-time mother. She enjoys long walks with Mr. Sweetie, good food and cooking, her family and dear friends, writing, arting and crafting. She doesn't know everything, but wants to learn, and loves to do research and share what she finds. She thinks life is like a box of puzzle pieces: you keep trying until it fits, because every piece has its place. She owns and operates whatever she sets her mind to, and knows that the sky is only the limit if you haven't left the ground yet.

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