My comfort zone was comfortable, as the name suggests and as you would want. I quite liked it there. But recently I had an epiphany. It has been good. I have embraced some challenges that over the last 10 years I would have previously opted out of. Before children (BC) I did lots of adrenalin fuelled stuff, some prior to meeting my husband and some since, but hardly any since the kids were born.
By accidentally entering my comfort zone, where I had been for a while, it meant I got enjoyment from watching my children having fun. I remember watching my eldest enjoying pond dipping when he was about 4, doing it by himself; committed to finding pond snails and a newt. Of course there is something wonderful about watching your children have fun; exploring enthusiastically and learning about the world. Mine do enthusiasm well. But what seemed to happen without me noticing was that I stopped having experiences for myself and got my enjoyment through them; vicarious fun. I have since noticed this everywhere, kids do stuff, parents watch.
When they where first born I had little time, or energy, for external activites and my priorities were different. Then I was supporting my boys, helping them to learn new skills and then being at their side encoouraging their independence as they grew. I was happy with that. Now they like to go off and do things for themselves ( if I let them) and even though I still get enjoyment from watching them do things I feel they need me less and less.
There have been lots of times where my husband has done activities they desire with them, like off road biking (this REALLY is not my thing) or somersault diving on holiday. Instead I might have sunbathed on the pool side while filming them with my phone.
This summer things have been different, the kids are older, braver, bolder and even though I will still stand on the sidelines cheering their team on during a match I am no longer going to be sidelined through my own decision not to be a part of their activites. I have realised I was in danger of being separated from the other 3/4 of my family if I wasn’t careful. It was time to make a change.
So, I have done at least 5 things this summer that are out of my comfort zone, time to bring out my inner child and join the kids, and my husband. This is what I have done – wahey!
- Laser questing: I joined in with about 20 teenagers and kids, including my family, and while I, aka Poison Ivy, attacked my ‘enemies’ the other parents sat outside having coffee. I am now looking to organise a private 3 hour session one evening. Bring it on!.
- High wire walking in trees: Attached by a harness, in which I started off in a mental fog, I completely shocked myself as I made fairly light work of the whole activity.
- Swimming in the North Sea: Freezing is the word, lots of laughs as we all ran in screaming as it was so darn cold. It was a whole load of bonding fun catching the waves with body boards.
- A roller coaster: I used to love them when I was 20. This was a real biggy for me, I was so terrified. I have always felt like as soon as I birthed my children my nerve levels dropped to zero and my maternal protection instinct kicked in instead. The adrenalin rush felt so good I did it twice.
- Indoor skydiving: This was so different to anything I have ever done, even BC, but so very cool. Loved it Do it if you get a chance. Maybe I’ll even go for the real thing next time.
I feel exhilarated, I might even go off road biking.
I would love to know your experiences. Have you done more or less activity for yourself since your kids have been born? Why? Tell me about times when you have surprised yourself by doing something new or different.
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