If there is anything I've learned more about myself in the last year, it is that I have an insatiable appetite for the word 'yes.' Sometimes, this appetite can get in the way of self-care, loving my spouse, or recognizing my weaknesses. Other times, it has served me well as a vehicle to learn new things, meet new people, and get out of my comfort zone.
A year ago this month, I transitioned from my relatively short stint as a full-time consultant into a full-time gig at the Arizona Educational Foundation. This decision was based on many longterm goals, well thought out plans, and a desire to make a difference. But don't let that responsible answer fool you-- I also chose to say yes.
I believe-- whole heartedly-- that saying yes is the root to the tree of great fruit. I believe that saying yes and then figuring out how to do what you said yes to is a gift to yourself. It's another way of telling yourself, "(Insert name), you've freaking got this. Say yes!"
In the marketplace and the working world, it's clear that saying yes is my tried and true, go to answer. And telling myself, "You've freaking got this!" works great at work.
Parenting, on the other hand, does not follow the same rules as the working world. Saying 'yes' put me on the phone with my mom for 2 hours crying with my son was just a few weeks old. Hello, overwhelm!
Saying 'yes' meant pulling over off the highway to breastfeed your 6-week-old at 11p on a Friday night drive to California, only to be coming home Sunday afternoon. Never. Again.
Saying 'yes' meant driving 20 minutes in rush hour traffic with your hungry kiddo screaming in the backseat while you cried too. I had no idea which cry was which at this stage.
Saying 'yes' has meant wearing your kiddo, while cutting vegetables for dinner, getting a load of laundry in while the spaghetti cooks, and managing your bank account on your phone AT THE SAME TIME. Seriously, Mags. Just stop.
In other words, saying 'yes' has seriously bit me in the ass now that I'm a new parent without a clue about how to do this whole parenting, spous-ing, working thing. Hope I have more lessons on this to come.
What do you say 'yes' to and wish you could take back? Or how has saying 'yes' pushed you beyond your comfort zone?