The phrase, "One day at a time" has been said by many, and I am quite certain that I have used it on several occasions myself.
Recently, a very dear friend of mine sent me an encouraging email with those very words at the end, and they really struck a chord.
You see, I am a planner. I like structure. I don't enjoy a dirty dish sitting in the sink, and I love a crossed of to-do list.
Having 2 babies under the age of 2 is not the easiest thing that I have ever done, I assure you. I am really working hard on not obsessing over the little things, and just enjoying this time, because I know that it will be gone in the blink of an eye. Most moments I am able to "keep it together", and shake off the challenging situations that come up. I think the hardest thing is when they are both crying at the same time. My son tries to out-cry his sister, and 9 times out of 10, this is all happening in the car for Pete's sake.
Before, when I just had Add, it was so easy to get out of the house, plan our day, work around his nap schedule to get stuff done, etc. Now, every moment is different. Sure, we get out and do stuff, but it's all been with the help of my husband (who is beyond amazing by the way).
I worry, "How will I do this alone?".
Then the words of my dear friend Bridgett come to mind, "One day at a time".
So, that's my mantra from now on. Though some days it might have to change to "one hour at a time".