I tell you people, 2010 is my year. I can feel it!
2010 is the year the Captain comes home safely from Afghanistan. 2010 is the year I take my very first warm-weather winter vacation. 2010 is the year that Rosemary's Baby and I have our first back-and-forth conversation. I am already counting down the minutes to midnight. I am entering the new year ROARING!
My resolutions are the most unimaginitive things ever. Like everyone else on the planet, I need to step up the exercise a notch. For a long while there, I was a runner. In fact, after losing my baby weight when Firstborn was a wee one, I went on to lose another 30 lbs and three dress sizes. It was exhilarating. But last year when I started having a little knee pain (due entirely to my half-assed stretching regime), I took the workout down a little. And then a little more. Now, I take the treadmill at a leisurely senior-citizen's pace, sometimes while eating chocolate. Even the music on my ipod has taken a downturn. FYI, REO Speedwagon can really not be considered motivational workout music. So, back to running--and stretching properly--it is.
My next resolution is to be the best advocate for my kids that I can be. To be truthful, Firstborn doesn't need me to do a lot of advocating for him. But when he does need me, for any reason, I will of course be just as dedicated to him as I am to Rosemary's Baby. Because I have two kids, and when one child has special needs, that's a very important thing to remember. For now, the majority of advocating has to be done on behalf of my little one. I won't get into a full-fledged rant here, but I will say this. My child has a neurological disorder. That is a MEDICAL condition, and the fact that the expert who diagnosed him promptly handed us off to a social worker and washed her hands of us is a freaking TRAVESTY. In 2010, my child's disorder will be treated both with traditional therapy, and with proper biomedical interventions. Because if this was epilepsy, or MS, there'd be no question that the doctors would want to do something. I will not accept a lesser standard of care for my child just because they don't know enough about his disorder. End of rant.
And finally, my most fun resolution! I've been reading a lot of Trinny and Susannah because their books have been discounted at Bookcloseouts.com the last few times I've placed orders there. I cannot tell you how much I have learned about my body shape and the clothes that flatter me! So, in 2010, I'm going to dedicate myself to dressing well. I will follow the rules of dressing for my shape, which for me means no more high-necked tops, no hip-hugger jeans and nothing baggy and mom-like. I plan to pare down my wardrobe and love what I have instead of always wanting more. I did really well for the last 1/3 of this year in my quest not to make any more impulse purchases, and I hope to continue that trend, now having a better understanding of what makes me look curvy and cute, and what makes me look like an overstuffed schoolbus barrelling out of control towards the scrap yard.
And I think my resolutions need to stop there. Having too many is just setting myself up for failure. New Year's Eve is my favourite holiday of the entire year, hands down. I love looking forward to a new year and a new beginning, and I love hearing other people's plans to change their lives, so do let me in on your resolutions as well.
Next year is going to kick 2009's sorry butt. Bring it on, 2010!