Long time no blog chat.
I am currently writing this from the sky.
We have just spent 7 days back in my hometown of Tasmania.
This was a spontaneous trip.
I just thought randomly one night, maybe I should take the kids away before the chaos of 2018 really starts for our family.
James isn't due to start therapies and school until the end of January.
So here I am, on a plane and not much else to do but write.
We have had an amazing time down in Tassie.
My mum has cooked all meals.
My dad has done all our washing.
I have really just enjoyed 'being'.
It's been nice.
I left this place a long time ago. I was 16 in fact.
I was awarded a dance scholarship to train full time over in Adelaide. I took the scholarship and ran.
Although Tasmania is the place I grew up and holds a special place in my heart I have never felt like I belonged here.
Tasmania is beautiful but I have always felt this zest for more.
I read this travel section in a magazine when I was young and it was all about Coffee shops in Darling Harbour, Sydney.
I knew then that I wanted to live in or around Sydney.
So now I live in NSW and it's home.
It feels like home.
Completely like home.
I do enjoy coming back for some down time.
So now that my batteries are full, we are now ready to smash out another year of early intervention for James.
James' schedule for 2018 looks a little like this:
Preschool 3 days a week.
Weekly speech therapy.
Weekly rugby training.
Fortnightly feeding therapy.
And I am trying to T up a personal trainer for some ball skills and sprints.
By the end of last year I was wanting to take some load off of our 2018 schedule. I was exhausted and beat.
But in true Sharna spirit and the last year before James goes to primary school I decided to add in more.
We really only have one more year of full on early intervention before we will be juggling all therapies after school hours.
I am ready.
I am going to get tired there is no doubt about that. But I am ready to give it my all.
In order to protect my energy and make sure I am not expelling in the wrong places I have come into 2018 with a different mindset.
A no farks given to the small stuff.
If it's not in the 'now' I am not going to stress.
It's human nature to preempt things, stress, dwell. Churn the past etc etc.
You get it.
So I will live and deal with what's happening within my moment. The calendar can keep the rest until the time is aligned.
It's funny because I just experienced a pretty bad moment whilst trying to check in for my Jetstar flight with the kids. It made me upset, humiliated and angry.
I called my husband to express my hurt.
He said, 'zero farks'....
And that's exactly it.
Zero farks for the energy sucking moments.
Thanks for sticking around to have a read of my ramble. I love you guys and thank you for your support always.