#364daysofhealthier

For those of you who don't follow me on Instagram (@cehblanton if you want to), I've embarked on a resolution of #364daysofhealthier. As the hashtag suggests, this year I'm trying to focus on getting myself into a healthy state of being - mind, body, soul, and spirit. Last year was definitely the YEAR OF BABY.

It was a hard year y'all. The pregnancy wasn't terribly hard, but the delivery was. Jack had to be delivered by emergency c-section and for someone who is a planner, the sudden decision that he had to be delivered NOW really set up those first few days and weeks and months to be really hard on me. On this side of things, I am going to be brave and confess that I had Post Part Anxiety/Depression and thankfully with a team of doctors, family, friends, and time, I'm in a much much much better place now than I was even 3 months ago. But one of the things I learned from that was that I do need to steal some time away from being mom-phdstudent-wife-cook-cleaner-etc. for myself.

And that's what this year is going to be. A kind of reset, not to reset myself for who I used to be (my acupuncturist says I need to let my old identities go), but to set myself for who I want to be, especially for my family.

I'm not sold that making resolutions actually work, but I do believe that setting out roadmaps to where you want to go can be useful. I've created a working list of things I'd either like to accomplish or at least try this coming year. I'll be reflecting on what I've done at the end of each month, with the hopes that I'll get some feedback and maybe something I've tried will prompt someone else!

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