Month: February 2015

A Trip To ER…

ER   I could have gone either way. I was sitting at a client lunch meeting and  saw my husband call, but didn’t want to be rude to my clients by picking, so I turned my phone over. Thus, missing his following five more calls, multiple texts, and several calls from my oldest son’s school.

Because my husband and I both work, we weren’t readily available when the school called. In fact, my husband was an hour away at a conference that he was attending for a couple of days. it wasn’t until my lunch finished and I saw a text from my “emergency contact” that read, “call school now” that it all clicked. My son had been injured. While I had been sitting at lunch, my son was sitting in the nurses office with a huge gash to his head that clearly needed stitches.

I’ll be honest. I had a very quick split moment of panic, wondering how long he had been sitting there, wondering if he was scared and, even more so, wondering if he was feeling alone. I was disappointed I wasn’t by his side. I couldn’t be two places at once.

Right then and there, I made a choice to act differently than I had in the past. I didn’t need to go into panic mode and have an emotional reaction. It wasn’t anybody’s fault that this happened. I didn’t need to feel guilty for not being readily available. That’s an old pattern, and I’ve retired it.

What I know to be true, is that there’s always something for me to learn in every experience. As I worked through the logistics of coordinating getting my son to ER, which required my husband to drive back into the city, it became very clear. The lesson was around trust. Life happens, and it happens at many speeds and, particularly as a working mom, it’s not always at the speed we’d like. What I realized is that my son was OK. He had the most amazing experience being taken care of my by the incredible school nurse, my husband arrived within an hour, and he received a huge compliment from ER doctor (that he was the best patient out of all 60 he’d seen that day!).

There was no need for me to rush home to be with him, and I certainly didn’t need to add any drama to a situation that was thankfully drama-free. All I needed to do was trust that I had made smart choices along the way to prepare for any situation like this and, when it came down to it, the preparation I had put in place provided more then enough of a positive, loving experience for my son. He quite liked hanging out in the nurses office. He was proud of his stitches. He learned a lesson that he can survive without me rushing to his side. Likewise, I was reminded to trust in the decisions that I’ve made (in this case the plans I had in play if there were ever to be an emergency). I was also reminded to be compassionate with myself. As a working mom, I can’t be two places at once, and my son was absolutely okay and there was no need for me to dramatize anything or even worse go into self guilt, because I couldn’t get to his side immediately. My consciousness expanded through this experience, embracing a new way of living my life, that included a lot more trust and self compassion.

How are you choosing to live your life? Is there room for more self trust and compassion? I want to hear from you!


Sarah xxx

Are You Focused on YOU having fun, Or Your Kids? Be Honest…

DSC07295 copyI hear from so many working Moms that their daily routines can feel mundane and lack fun. For me, I use to try and DO more to create ‘fun’ for my kids. Only, the more I did, the less FUN I felt. My funneth, runneth empty.

Until recently, I was experiencing Groundhog Day at the breakfast table. We were going through the motions, and it just lacked fun. It lacked light-heartedness. I experimented with something to switch it up; make the routine feel fresh while hitting all of the marks we needed to hit each morning to get everyone out of the door on time.

Here’s a strategy, my modern, working moms who aspire to raise your consciousness and experience more fun during routine moments that can otherwise feel mundane.

1. Take a deep breathe; the kind that allows you to exhale out loud. Let your body completely relax (this should take 3 seconds max!)
2. What is it you NEED in order to experience fun, laughter, lightness, and silliness? This is a state of being, not something that should require you to DO more.
3. Welcome whatever comes forward. For me, the the first thing that came to mind was ‘dance party.’

I went with it! I put on music for my boys and, while they sat at the breakfast table, I danced. And, danced. And, danced. I did this as I made lunches and wiped up the seemingly never-ending spills. They sat with their jaws open, all the while, giggling in unison. They had no idea that their Mama had grown up dancing tap, ballet, and jazz. I could (can!) drop into numerous routines at any given moment.

All of the sudden, our morning breakfast routine, was full of energy, light, and FUN. An internal shift happened inside of me. I was open to receiving more fun in my life and, as a result, so were my boys. They enjoyed an otherwise routine breakfast morning in a new way; a fresh and fun way. I could have kept dancing all morning and, in a way, I did. So did they.

I was reminded that it’s necessary for us working women to infuse joy in our lives, and that it’s really a state of being, not a state of doing more. We don’t need to work harder to create ‘lightness’ in our lives. I was able tap into my intuition (ha! see what I did there?). By being open to receiving what need came through and embracing it, my boys and I had a lot more fun during what had become groundhogs day breakfast routine.

With loads of laughter,