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Minute with Modo (#9): Cranky Pants

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Minute with Modo (#9): Cranky Pants

Cranky Pants

I was cranky today!

If I am completely honest I have been cranky for a few days. The biggest indicator was my utter frustration with my daughter. I have been blessed with one of the chilliest babies ever…and I don’t say that just because she is my little bundle of joy.

But these past few days every time she made a noise I found my skin crawling (she has been teething, so I am not a complete monster). If you have read my blogs you know just how much we yearned for our little girl so being annoyed with her really started to make me sad.

When I recognized this, I stopped….gave her a bath, read her a story, and held her until she fell asleep.

Parenting isn’t always about getting it right everyday….it’s about being conscious…..present….aware of the good and the bad.

So tomorrow I will start again…being the best mother I know how on that day.

Always with love,

Modo

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Minute with Modo (#8): Collect memories not things

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Minute with Modo (#8): Collect memories not things

Collect memories not things

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This morning, while getting ready to leave the house my husband and I tripped over tons of stuff: parts to a bassinet that’s not being used, old magazines, and little poles to something that I have yet to figure out belong to what baby toy. In frustration the hubbs said “there is crap everywhere”! He was right! The house was messy but that’s not exactly what was meant by the statement. We had tons and TONS of stuff: keepsakes from vacations, photo albums from our childhood, and let’s not even talk about all the baby stuff (my living room looks like the furniture section of babies r us). This got me thinking….what would life be life decluttered? And not just physically, but emotionally as well. As part of my observation of lent I cut out all social media (excluding updating my blog) and it’s given me such an awareness of how I waste so much time being distracted. I truly believe that clutter (both physical and emotional) is distraction. Distraction from being our true selves….we have such a SHORT time on this planet and something in me is convinced that we are not supposed to be spending this precious time collecting stuff.

“Collect moments not things”

Always with love,

Modo