On this Wellness Wednesday I’m taking a different tact. Rather than flood you with psych stuff, I’m taking pictures. Each month I play with a bunch of lovely bloggers and we all take a bunch of pictures, 10 to be exact, and then link through to each other. Hence the name 10 on 10. It’s a nice idea. And it forces me to go and do stuff on the weekend, because pictures of my backyard or my insane dog every month might get a bit tiresome to look at.
I am notoriously bad at taking time out and chilling. I know, shocking, right?! But basically, I feel like I need to be working, or cooking, or cleaning, or doing other ridic shit all.the.time. And if I stop and chill- then I’m lazy. I should probably go and talk to someone about that…..
But this weekend just gone we had a long weekend. And I actually stopped. And I chilled. And I hung out with my crew. My work took a backseat. As did the cooking and cleaning. Just don’t look at my floors and we’re cool, k? Feeling nauseous as all heck probably helped force me to stop, but let’s not talk about that part.
I realised that I need to stop more often. We need me to stop more often. I’ve talked about us Mamas putting ourselves first before, but yet I still keep pushing myself and not stopping. So how’s that for a wellness message? Just fucking stop for a minute. Please. Don’t get stressed about stuff that isn’t going to fall apart if you take some time out.
Now, I should probably quit chattering and start showing some pictures, huh?
This weekend, I was feeling saucy. As saucy as a beached whale pregnant lady can feel that is. We were chilled and having fun and I thought we should try something a bit different. So we took the girls out to putt putt. Yes, we are mildly insane.
The 5 year old was intrigued. And slightly uncoordinated.
The 3 year old was…. a 3 year old. With her own manic flavour thrown in.
The Mister normally likes to get his game face on, but after I hole-in-oned his ass on the first hole, and the 3 year old ran off with his ball, he kinda gave up. Fair call.
It all started off fairly civilised
Miss SP was oh-so helpful in picking up golf balls.
And there were cuddles galore. Initially.
Then the lure of pushing boundaries got too much for one munchkin.
Miss DP was focused and composed whilst waiting her turn.
Aaaaaand Miss SP wasn’t. Jumping off rocks and pretending to shoot other kids with her golf club was totes more fun. Of course. *Note: we have no idea where she got the idea to use her golf club as a gun/water gun. I blame Xbox.
When it was all done and dusted, the little rock star scaled the ‘do not sit on the wall’ wall, and let her sparkly shoes do the talking. I realised in this instant that the next time I was coming back to putt putt was when I could sink a few ciders and enjoy Miss SP stealing my golf ball. But still, putt putt was a bit of alright.
If you’ve made it to the end, I salute you. Now, go and stop and chill yourself this weekend. Doc’s orders. May I suggest a spot of putt putt? Sans manic midget though, they can throw your chi off a bit.
Now it’s time to pop on over to the lovely Veronica at Mum of Five Girls to check out her 10 on 10. And pop below to add a link to our Wellness Wednesdays! You can link here or over with the ever gorgeous Kristy at Loulou Zoo. You know you want to…..