Running a marathon

So I've decided to run a marathon. Sort of.

I want it NOW

I should know better than to make bold statements about my intentions on my brand-spanking-new blog--in the first post mind you. I love that I even had the audacity to ask about your ability to stick to your commitments.

Two five months later and I'm just getting around to writing finishing my second (second!!) blogpost. 

And that daily meditation practice I wrote about...Wait. What daily meditation practice?

It's almost like having a baby made me completely forget everything I know to be true about myself. You see, there's this thing I do. I've done it for years. It goes something like this...

A New Year's Resolution: Meditate Daily

I can't remember the last time I made a New Year's resolution. Typically, it's not my thing. But last month I read two articles about the benefits of meditation, and both articles seemed to be speaking directly to me. It just so happens that my new resolve to begin meditating daily coincides with the start of the New Year. And therefore, I'm calling it a resolution.

In Rachel Combe's article for the December issue of Elle magazine, she discusses "decision fatigue" and how it undermines self-control. As a new mom, I'm amazed (and not in a good way) at the number of decisions I make on a daily basis solely for the hoped-for benefit of my baby's well-being. What time should he be fed. How much should he be fed. What time should he go down for a nap. How many times should he go down. Did he sleep long enough? Does he need a bath? If he watches five minutes of Finding Nemo so I can cut his fingernails, am I giving him ADHD in the future?

It's exhausting. No wonder I find myself craving (and rewarding myself with) sugar and caffeine in the later afternoon/early evening. Every. Single. Day.