Today was a morning full of triggers for me. It started off well enough but then a few hiccups set me on edge. The first was my preschooler pouring her cow's milk into her sister's oat milk. It was in the pretense to share which was sweet but her sister can't have cow's milk and she refused to drink the combo milk so both cups got wasted. Then it was the last of the cereal being thrown out instead of eaten. Then four demands coming from every direction three minutes after I was supposed to have already left the house for my doctor's appointment.
I specify what the morning triggers were because looking back I can see that they were minor. They were things that could have been brushed off as a learning lesson and released. And as for the being in demand while running late, the first is always going to happen as a mom so really it is just my trigger around being late. While these all seem like small potatoes, they were enough to make me discombobulated.
So what do you do when this happens? I will admit my initial response was not the one I prefer. I let my triggers take over as I stood at the door, rather than taking a moment to breathe. I apologized and reconciled this behavior but it got me thinking what could I do differently.
Breathing deeply and slowly often helps. Yet when I am triggered, sometimes that logical side feels far reaching. What about a distraction? One thing I enjoy is weird words. You may have noticed a couple in this post already. I like words that make me giggle. I can't even really tell you why they make me giggle. Words like discombobulated, persnickety, smorgasbord, grommet, and pumpernickel are just a few of such words. What if I could use this knowledge of myself to make that shift? Or perhaps just a simple hug or physically sitting down could also work.
I'm grateful to be triggered so I could explore other ways to find comfort. I'm grateful to search a new way that is outside the box. I'm grateful for words. I'm grateful for words that make me laugh. I have been told that I am easily amused and even been called simple. But you know what, I'm grateful for this trait. I'm grateful to find amusement where some may not. I'm grateful to be simple in some ways because there is enough complexity each day without me adding to it...by being persnickety. Haha! I'm grateful to laugh. I'm grateful to say I'm sorry and be able to be honest when I have made a choice that isn't in line with who I want to be. I'm grateful to be always learning and growing.
What are some of your techniques? In what ways are you simple and what ways are you complex? What makes you laugh?
May today remind us that we are all human. May we find a way to laugh and move forward. Have a beautiful day!