Why I DO NOT Believe in New Year’s “Resolutions”

So it’s a Friday evening, and I’m sitting here enjoying a nice relaxing pedicure, and realized it’s been a really long time since I wrote a blog post. I’ve been meaning to write this one since last year actually. Being the new year is upon us, I figured I’d share about why I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions.  It’s something that weighs on my mind every single year when I see people making a promise to themselves to change everything under the sun about their lives, beginning on one single day… this year more so because it’s the beginning of a new decade; not just a new year. 

I’m all for change and self-improvement … don’t get me wrong. It’s not that. I just feel like the entire “resolution” process in particular is setting yourself up for failure and disappointment. People tend to get really hyped up and dive in full force, only to overwhelm themselves and fall flat. I like to refer to my take on the new year as “New Year’s Goals” as opposed to resolutions. I think goals aren’t as harshly defined, but yet have set good intentions for the upcoming year. How many times do you here of someone being disappointed in themselves for falling off their resolution wagon, only a few days or weeks into the year?? It’s all too common. Go to a gym mid-January and you will see what I mean… half as many people are there as there were on January 1st or 2nd. 

New Year’s Goals are for the whole year …. a focus of change and intention that you can practice and prefect as the year progresses. 

Everyone’s goals are different, obviously, but a lot of the time involve some sort of self-improvement. For me, my goals this year include daily meditation, intention setting on a regular basis (according to moon phases if you follow me on Instagram and believe in that sort of thing) and working on my overall health; mentally and physically. Of course my mediation and intention setting go hand in hand with my health, and how I plan to go about changing it. 

I have no plan on changing everything overnight … again, that’s a setup for failure…. instead, I started slowly towards the end of last year. I began meditating as an almost-daily practice. Every evening while I fall asleep, I put on my headphones (my husband just got me these super awesome ones for Christmas), and listen to a sleep meditation or chakra balance meditation to fall asleep to. There are some amazing ones on YouTube as well as ones available through Audible. I found myself more rested, and able to clear my mind and fall into a deeper sleep faster. I also added this melatonin supplement as a natural aid to help me fall asleep, as I’m not a huge fan of prescription sleep medication for me.  Being able to get a good night’s sleep makes getting up at 5:30AM a lot easier, especially on these cold, winter, New York mornings. Not to mention, enough energy to get me through the day productively. 

Through the holidays, I enjoyed my fair share of sweets and treats, indulged here and there, but did not beat myself up over it. We are allowed to enjoy food, and almost any food, in moderation. So to start off the year, I’m going back into my routine, knowing that I will inevitably have to detox from sugar, and that it will honestly suck a bit …. but I’m not leaving the holiday season feeling denied. I’ll slowly transition back to my stricter eating habits, and once the New Year’s rush is passed as the gym…. mid-January… I plan on adding dates back on my calendar for strictly gym-time. These are times and days I put on my calendar, set up reminders, and make a promise to myself to go to the gym… no matter how many excuses I can think up. Sometimes it’s for a particular class, or just plain cardio time. Preplanned and on the calendar give me a little more accountability when I don’t have a gym partner there.

Another thing is that I always start the new year with a crispy and clean new calendar. And fresh, rewritten to-do lists. Organization. Ahhhh… one thing that sparks some major joy for me. Ever since finding about her brand years ago, Erin Condren has been a personal favorite when it comes to planners. I love that I can customize my planner to how I like it, pick my own style and colors, and find what is most visually appealing to me at this season in life.  This year I chose an awesome astronomical design that incorporated my sun sign, Pisces, as well as a matching throw blanket … all with my name on them. I mean… who doesn’t want a matching planner and soft, plushy throw?? Just me?? Ok then!! (Trust me… you won’t regret the throw… I’m in love and have to steal it back from my hubs and kiddo all the time lol). 

Of course I have some smaller goals on my list too…. be more timely with folding and putting away laundry. Getting rid of clothes and other household items that no longer fit or spark joy for me (thanks Marie Kondo! If you don’t know who or what I’m talking about, check out her books here or her series on Netflix … life changing!). Declutter. Maintain organization. Find happiness and balance in a clean home.

Overall, whether you choose to set “New Year’s Resolutions” or go with my more casual approach of “New Year’s Goals” … I think the most important part is to just keep growing. Keep learning. Keep pushing forward. Find what makes you happy, what you need to improve, what your family needs and go with it! Write it out so you have some accountability to yourself, maybe in your Erin Condren planner, or someplace else that you will see it often… a mirror you look at daily like your bathroom mirror is a great place for this, too! Do check-in’s with yourself often. It’s all about growth – not perfection. Change can happen at any time, not just January 1st. There are 365 chances for fresh starts every year… Do something daily to improve your life… you will thank yourself later!

How I Turned a Co-Parenting Conflict into a Lesson on Inner Peace

I am relentless. I am relentless. I am relentless…

This was my mantra I chose tonight as I took a meditation class at my gym for the first time. I got this from a book I just finished on Audible, “Unfu*k Yourself: Get Out of Your Head and into Your Life” by Gary John Bishop. (I made that super easy for you… just click the link and it will bring you to Amazon !) Such an awesome and motivational book if you get the chance to read it, and even better if you listen to it on Audible, because you get to listen to it in Bishop’s handsome Scottish accent 😉

I need to remind myself of this often when dealing with life in general, but more specially this evening, when dealing with my son’s high-conflict biological mother; HCBM as often used on the step-mothering support groups I am part of on Facebook.

I got home from work today, feeling unusually exhausted. Like, can’t keep my eyes open, pass me the toothpicks kind of exhausted. Ever feel that way?? Anyhow, I got kiddo from the bus stop, helped fix him a snack, and tried to rest up a bit because I knew I NEEDED to get to the gym tonight. I don’t usually go to the gym on Mondays, but this was the first week I was able to make the commitment to myself to try out this mediation class they offer. I figured, since I’m going to be there anyway, I should plan my excursion to include some cardio since I slacked off in that department this past week. I’ll start by saying I’m a huge believer in the saying, “all things happen for a reason” … Boy was I right… I couldn’t have picked a better night to try this class out! 

So, I get dinner made, lunches prepped for tomorrow, goodnight hugs and kisses to my kiddo and husband (since I would be home after they would both already be sleeping), put on my workout clothes and headed out. I got to the gym, did my 30 minutes on the treadmill, and headed to the locker room to get ready for the guided meditation. Side note, if you have never tried a guided mediation, YOU NEED TO! Extremely relaxing and helps get rid of all the stress and tension you ae holding onto. As I’m putting my phone in my locker, I get an alert from Talking Parents, the communication portal my husband and I use to communicate with his son’s mother. I read the first message… a response which was a pleasant surprise to what I thought would be a conflict. Phew, we dodged a bullet. Then I get a second notification. This time, a not-so-pleasant message. I’ll spare you the details, but if you have to co-parent with a high-conflict biological parent, I’m sure you can only imagine. 

This is where it all falls into place. I normally would let this type of message manifest and infuriate me, slowly eating at my soul until I physically felt sick to my stomach. No other human should ever have that type of power over you. No one. Not even yourself… negative self-talk is the devil, Bobby Boucher! (Que corny quote from The Waterboy lol). 

Tonight, I took a different approach. I forwarded the message to my husband, agreed that not responding would be our best bet at this time, and told him I was putting my phone in my locker and headed to class. Now, I will say, this was not easy by any means. This was diffidently a challenge in some of the new techniques I’ve been working on implementing in my life. Already tense at the thought of stepping outside of my comfort zone and taking a new class, it’s time to delve on in. 

I unrolled my yoga mat, grabbed a bolster and a block, and sat down. I followed suit of everyone else in the room, untied my shoes and sat with my back up against the wall. While going through these motions and getting ready for the class to start in the dark room, with calming music playing in the background, I kept reminding myself that I would not let her take this moment from me. This was my time. This class was for me, and no one else. I was not going to allow these impeding thoughts of negativity ruin the time I had set aside for myself. Accept these thoughts and let them go. And as the class began, that’s what I kept thinking. It was like I was in a one-on-one with the instructor narrating our guided mediation. She was speaking directly to my thoughts. She reminded us that outside thoughts would come up, to accept them, and let them go. To concentrate on our breathing, counting our inhales and exhales. Finding our center and breathing in cool, refreshing air and expelling all tension and negativity. Deep breath in, deep breath out. Towards the end of the class, she told us to pick a mantra that resonated with us in that moment, and to repeat it over and over in our head as we began to wind down the class. “I am relentless, I am relentless, I am relentless” I told myself over and over again. By this, I mean that I will not give up on myself. Not give up on my progress, not give up on my goals. I am relentless. 

I feel like I have conquered something tonight. A small victory maybe, but progress is what counts. I allowed myself to be present in the moment, and not let someone else control my emotions. I felt at peace with myself, and not angry or resentful. I was able to focus on me, and the class, and not let the negative talk win. I was able to let go of her hostility, and focus on what really matters, and at that moment, it was taking care of myself. I need to take care of myself, from the inside out, to be the best wife, mother, and all of the other titles I hold. I need to make sure I continue taking these steps, implementing the lessons I’ve learned from these great authors, and focus on me. 

You must first put on your own oxygen mask before you can help others.

xoxo – Cheryl