Happy Wife, Happy Life

This small phrase is pure wisdom. A Wife and Mother's state of mind, is hugely influential in the peace and happiness enjoyed in a family. Just ask my husband of 22 years, lol. When I am in a groove where I am enjoying creative endeavors, doing enjoyable volunteer work, contributing to the families financial bottom line, and feeling happy and healthy----- we all win.

In a houseful of boys, I feel like I am providing my sons with an education on living with Women. We are beautiful loving creatures--but I don't know a single woman I like who doesn't have a bit of crazy mixed in. Seriously, do you?? Not to alarm my feminist friends, but hey-- it is at least partially hormones. It is biology. It makes our emotions go whack. Hormones can heighten our emotional sensitivity creating virtual land mines for those around us. Don't kid yourself, it happens to you too.

We are not always easy to live with. The same emotions that make us sometimes volatile, also make us good friends, mothers, wives and friends. It is a package deal.

With that said, when the balance if off-- work is bad, health is off kilter, no time for the things we love to do, or no energy to engage in those activities-- everyone pays. A woman who is out of balance can be volatile and unpredictable. Again, if you would like confirmation -- ask my husband and sons what it has been like to live with me lately.

Self awareness is important. You may not feel like you have the energy to engage friends, or to do things that will make you feel better, but if you don't- your family pays the price. They miss you. So do whatever makes you feel filled up. For me it is writing, taking the time to do creative projects, connecting with friends, and most importantly, seeking opportunities to improve my work life.

We cannot walk around empty, and tired. It is an unsustainable state. Steps must be taken with intention, to improve the current state of affairs. #momlife #workingmom #beyou #takeawalk #saynotothecouch #justsaynotoblah

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