It’s Wednesday and for now Wednesdays are one of my very few full days committed to my business and herein lies the Wednesday Debacle. This is obviously hard and stressful for a few reasons….mainly the pressure, self-imposed of course. Every Wednesday I wake up feeling a little bit like I’d imagine someone would feel on the day of their biggest career test yet, ie. the world series if you play baseball. You’re there and you need to bring it all.
Okay. So let’s start with the fact that I am utterly ridiculous right?!! First of all I’ve never even played baseball and I wasn’t that good at softball so the World Series can keep their rings. Second of all everybody knows that the best players in any field don’t just show up on the day of their equivalent of the World Series ready to play.
Believe me I don’t just show up on Wednesdays and Fridays (the only 2 consistent child care days that I have right now, I know it’s tough, poor me!) There are plenty of other times, hours, moments, days that I’m working- it’s just not written in my fancy little datebook as the BIG WORK DAY. Ha. Well I don’t write that- it’s so dramatic, even for me. It’s just that I treat these days like they are supposed to make or break my entire career. They’re not going to. And if we want to go back to my baseball analogy (which is just funny in itself) one world series does not a baseball legend make. Babe Ruth played 22 season in the MLB. He won 7 World Series Championships. That is pretty freaking awesome I must say, but he also played A CRAP TON OF BASEBALL before he even got to the Majors.
So my rambling ridiculous baseball point here is this. I need to CALM DOWN. Taking ourselves seriously is a good thing…at least I think it can be but remember this post from last week about too much of a good thing.…Yea exactly. Too much pressure. Not good. I may be the Babe Ruth of Catholic Moms who start businesses to allow people to reconnect with God and allow the space for this to happen. I may be. Who knows. Babe Ruth didn’t know that’s who he was going to be. He didn’t know that when he played his first Major League game in 1914 and he certainly didn’t know it the first time he picked up a bat and analogously speaking I’m somewhere between those two points.
So if you’re anything like me and you’re a self-pressure guru. Here are my thoughts. On Wednesday mornings I’m going to wake up and thank God for the opportunity that lie ahead. I’m going to say a prayer that whatever will come in the following moments or days or years I will be ready for and that somehow someway I will be able to share my gifts with the world in the unique way that only I can. I may whisper that it would be cool to be like Babe Ruth, but what I’ll really mean is let me be me. And let me be that well. That takes off so much pressure. I don’t only do that on Wednesdays and Fridays, I do that always- or that’s the hope.
Happy Wednesday peeps. We’ve got this.