Just put the cup down and step away
I was cranky all morning. I guess it’s because I didn’t sleep well.
Before I went to bed I made the mistake of reading a blog about a mom whose two-year-old drown in a washing machine. I have a two-year-old. Then I read a blog about a mom whose five-year-old died in his sleep. I have a five-year-old.
I’m not sure why I kept reading. The worrying grew stronger the further along in the blogs I got. My anxiety was at an all time high when I finally turned the iPad off.
Then I checked on Maddox, sleeping soundly in his crib. I’m sure in a few months he won’t be in crib anymore, able to walk freely about.
Then I checked on Maya, sleeping soundly in her bed. The thick comforter was pulled up to her chin. I wonder if she’ll get too hot. I walk out. Then walk back in and pull the blanket down a bit.
I laid in bed wondering if I should check on them again. I didn’t. I worried instead.
Maddox woke, five minutes after I went to bed, screaming that his stuffed tiger bit him. I patted his back and promised to put the tiger in my room so it wouldn’t get him.
I went back to bed. And, worried again.
Both kids woke up early, as usual. I was tired. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, but my own. I knew I shouldn’t be cranky. I tried not to be cranky.
But, I went to work, cranky. I was tired of worrying so damn much. Then my friend sent me the following (it’s been floating around the internet, so I don’t know who the exact author is):
A young lady confidently walked around the room while leading and explaining stress management to an audience; with a raised glass of water, and everyone knew she was going to ask the ultimate question, ‘half empty or half full?’….. She fooled them all… “How heavy is this glass of water?” she inquired with a smile.
Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.
She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you’ll have to call an ambulance. In each case it’s the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “and that’s the way it is with stress. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won’t be able to carry on.”
“As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we’re refreshed, we can carry on with the burden – holding stress longer and better each time practiced. So, as early in the evening as you can, put all your burdens down. Don’t carry them through the evening and into the night… pick them up tomorrow.
Whatever burdens you’re carrying now, let them down for a moment. Relax; pick them up later after you’ve rested. Life is short. Enjoy it and the now ‘supposed’ stress that you’ve conquered!”
My first thought, “that’s awesome, I need to do that.” My immediate second thought, “what if I put the glass down and don’t pick it up soon enough and that one thing I worried about actually happens?”
And, now there’s a strange man outside of the front door. I’m finally able to put the kids’ water worry cups down because the ‘this man is going to shoot my husband, rob my house and then kill me” cup is so much heavier right now.
Whew, he was just selling meat. Or, was he?