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Posted by on Feb 5, 2011 in Children, Family, Healthy Lifestyle, Life, Moderation, Philosophy, Stay At Home Mom | 2 comments

Stopping The Day To Breathe

Stopping The Day To Breathe

Life isn’t always peachy with two kids ages two and under. In fact, especially in the cold winter months, most days are difficult days. How do I get through it? I breathe.

I’ve learned to accept the fact that it takes an hour, at the very least, to get out of the house on any given day. It doesn’t matter if we’re going somewhere for 5 minutes or 5 hours, it is impossible to do it in any less time. Some days this is okay, some days it is absolutely dreadful. I find myself practically hyperventilating from the amount of deep breaths I have to take on days like that. We always make it to our destination, even if I’m as frazzled as a crazy beheaded chicken. Weird analogy, I know, but you get my point.

Sometimes I even close my eyes and reach out for a higher power to get me through the day as I‘m doing my deep breathing in the middle of the grocery aisle or in a parking lot. I know everyone has those moments.

It used to be that I only needed to take deep breaths when I was exercising, or before a piano performance when my nerves would be twisted up in knots. It always helped me to get through. Very deep breaths. In through your nose, out through your mouth. When any child I’ve cared for, be it my own or someone else’s, gets hurt and begins that gaping mouth cry sans sound, the deep breath comes in very handy.

Remember to breathe. Take in the air around you and let it refill your body with life. We all need it, we often simply forget it’s there.


  1. Thanks for the reminder. Sometimes I stand outside my car door after, finally, getting everyone buckled in and think “seriously! Is it really worth the trip to (enter random store)?!” But if I remember to breathe I can usually get in the car and enjoy a round or two of Itsy Bitsy Spider before arriving at Target and taking on the “Mommmm, Iyeee wannnnt . . .’s”.

    • Love it, Leslie! Isn’t that the truth?! Not really looking forward to the “I want” days, thankfully mine are a little young yet! Props to you for the Itsy Bitsy Spider while driving – that’s some great Mommy multitasking!!


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