Ok…so Marsh and I were having a little conversation about how overwhelmed I am right now. I just have so much to do and so little time in which to get it all done. But we had on Pandora Radio which was playing a little song from The Fray called “Over My Head”. If you ever listen to popular radio or watch Grey’s Anatomy or Scrubs, you’ve probably heard a little of The Fray. Anyway, I digress…We weren’t really paying attention to the music until it said, “everyone knows i’m in over my head, over my head”, and it was like a little epiphany. It’s true. Everyone else knows that I’m in over my head. I have people say to me all the time, “I don’t know how you do all that you do.” And most of the time I brush it off, or even consider it a complement. People are impressed with my multi-tasking, right? Maybe I can have it all: good kids, good job, good volunteer, good person…but just then I realized that people probably aren’t so much praising me or impressed with me. They’re probably just trying to ever-so-politely tell me what everyone else knows: you’re in over your head. Chill out. Take a break. Stop trying to take on the world. The plates, cups, napkins, and forks don’t all have to be the same color for the baby shower I’m hosting. It doesn’t matter if 2 people or 200 people come to the shower because it’s not about who comes or who will be impressed by the cute decorations…it’s about celebrating the arrival of a new baby girl. And if I don’t sing every single word in “Hello, Dolly” on Friday night, no one will know. There will be at least 7 other people who know them all. I’ll just have to remember the old “watermelon, watermelon” trick! 🙂 And it doesn’t matter how terrible I am at sports or how much I hate getting hot…I should be glad that I have the opportunity to go spend the day with my kids at their sports day. They want me. I shouldn’t be sad that I’m losing my “me” time…I should be glad that I’m so loved. And I don’t need to complain about having so few people signed up to help with Interfaith Hospitality Network next week. I should just be glad that I have a home, and a wonderful family to fill it with laughter and joy.
And as I am writing now, the perfect song is on-Bob Marley’s Three Little Birds which says:
Rise up this morning, smile with the rising sun
Three little birds pitch by my doorstep
Singing sweet songs of melodies pure and true
Saying, this is my message to you:
Singing don’t worry about a thing
‘Cause every little thing is gonna be alright
Singing don’t worry about a thing
‘Cause every little thing is gonna be alright
How can you listen to that an not be happy?? Gotta love Marley.
So I’m off to bed now…tired, but content. My floors aren’t mopped or even swept. There are still some dishes in the sink. But we’ll just be giving the people who are coming to look tomorrow a realistic view of what our house looks like when people actually live here! 🙂
Every little thing is gonna be alright…
Hang in there girl!