So my whole premise is about Small Steps, right? All good things begin with just one Small Step. I think about the day that V took his first steps and I remember the bated breath the anticipation. It wasn’t long before that kid took off and now at 2 and 1/2 he’s unstoppable. I don’t think the beginning steps are far away for J even though he’s 8 months he’s got a big brother to keep up with and he, too, will not be stopped!
Perhaps I need to watch him and learn. It’s amazing the stuff you can learn from your kids (don’t worry I won’t tell them!) The thing is I know that some things are worth the risk but when you’re knee deep in a full-time job, raising two kids, being a working mom, a wife, and a whole lot of crazy all the time it’s hard to say okay here’s my plan. I’m gonna make it happen.
What I’m coming to realize is that I may blame it on other people and pretend then I’m not supported or people aren’t sure or I feel like there is this or that standing in my way. The truth is the ONLY thing that has ever or will ever hold me back is myself. Do you feel that way? That you are your biggest obstacle. Please say it’s not just me! Whether its self-doubt, fear of failure, fear of success (we are nutty creatures, this I know!)
So I’ve decided I’m going to tell that self-doubt to shut up. I’m gonna keep saying it until eventually it listens. I know at times it feels totally impossible but I’m gonna make it possible. I know that what I dream of, that sharing my passion with others and making others feel empowered and ready to take on the world in a new way. I know that it’s what I’m here for. I know that. Shut up self doubt. Because just like these little people that I love so much who start out so wobbly. They fall over. They get back up. Then eventually those tiny little steps they are taking they turn into bigger steps and before you know it those kids are running and you are living in fear that they will run into the street. Oh is that just me, again?! V was a runner for a bit. I lost a few years off my life. I’m sure of it.
Anyway back to my rambling point.
If I was a betting woman, which I’m not, I would hedge a bet that when these little people take their first wobbly steps they aren’t focusing on the mechanics of how those tiny legs are going to hold up all those awesome chubby rolls. They are focusing on the fact that there is somewhere they want to go. So I’m going to take that lesson to heart. Where do I want to go? Not how am I going to get there, will my legs hold me up, will I be smart enough, good enough, ready enough? No not those questions. Where do I want to go? That’s it.
Where do you want to go? What is holding you back? What will be your tiny steps today?