Monday, April 6, 2009

Mommy Pep-Talk

I can remember my Dad hollering up the stairs at one of us (there were 6, 2 boys, me, and 3 more boys--and I breed boys...shocker) he hollered, "Next time you want to yell at someone, look in the mirror and scream SHAME! SHAME! SHAME!" It's funny now and it was funny then, which means I was not the intended recipient of said instructions. Now though, I think I might rather alter the method.

You know how some days the motivation to do whatever, whenever has been completely misplaced. Or it kicked you out of bed that morning and said, "You do it today, I'm staying here" and then giggled while you stumbled around dazed. Those/these are the days I'm thinking I might try and re-apply my Dad's method--whit style.

I think I'll try standing, in front of the mirror, on the balls of my feet with my dukes up. Right foot in front (or left, however you'd snowboard--goofy or regular) and shifting my weight back and forth (the Boxer Shuffle, give it a bit of a bounce). Hands up in front of my face (you use them to block). I can't do this quietly, so, "Ha, ha, Ha, ha, Ha, ha" just letting out a little breath, not much sound...for now. I'll work it up for a minute or so, thinking about the locker room prep before the game (or my brothers rugby games, when the "turn it in" it's quiet for a second as they group...) Then I'll start yelling, "I CAN DO HARD THINGS! AND I CAN FIND JOY IN THE JOURNEY! AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! (Now grimace at the mirror! Show you your BRING IT ON face! Make your reflection squeal like a girl!) AAAAAHHHHH!!! I AM WIFE! I AM MOMMY! I AM WOMAN!! BRING IT ON WORLD! BRING IT! I'LL TAKE TO YOU THE CURB! COME ON! (now flex during this last yell) AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

A few practice shots: jab, jab, cross---jab, jab, cross---jab, cross, hook, upper, jab, cross, hook, upper.... BRING IT! HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT! (a little electric slide...Fire Away!) Ha, ha, Ha, ha, Ha, ha...(it's the cool down) then I'll relax my dukes, say, "Let's do this thing," turn out the bathroom light, and start my day.

Thanks Dad, I feel better already.

Love ya,



  1. Thanks for the pep-talk, Whitney! I'll have to put it in action, too. My problem is that I can't get up before my kids, so maybe my pep talk needs to happen in bed in order to push me out.

  2. LOL! I can totally see you doing it! Especially the electric have some very groovy moves. :)