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‘Tis the Season

‘Tis the Season

‘Tis the Season

We had big plans (huge) to push volume on Tuesday, a peanut-butter-and-blueberry-making day to get stocked up before Thanksgiving and my offish last week of December. However, we decided because the new peddle still needed to arrive for the piston filler and the makeshift repair that my amazing team made possibly couldn’t withstand a 500-ish pouch day, we only made 300 pouches.

So, as I looked at the rest of the year and rethought our kitchen days, I shook my head in disbelief, thinking, “December is going to be bonkers.”

This is the season when we have expectations of ourselves to give the perfect, most thoughtful gifts. My sister and best friend always know how to find presents you never knew you needed or wanted and immediately warm your heart upon opening. I’m not that person, but always oh-so-thankful for them and their exceptional gift-giving abilities.

And, somehow, we’re meant to keep up with work, laundry, and being bombarded with SALE! emails and texts, yet still find time to hang decorations and make a beautiful meal that fits everyone’s dietary restrictions. I was in awe yesterday of my mom, who, after spending weeks planning and days preparing, made our family’s holiday lovely and seemingly effortless-looking. Meanwhile, I barely got myself and my sweet dog to her house with all his liverwurst-wrapped evening pills and cornucopia of licki mats to help him not hump anyone. Today, I’m grateful that Gavin was on his best non-pelvic-thrusting behavior.

He’s still snoring, he’s had a busy week, and we start official work with a Certified Separation Anxiety Trainer on Monday. The more I learned about newer training protocols, the more I realized I couldn’t be objective as I work to help my four-legged-lovebug love being alone again.

As I sat behind Gavin this morning, both of us on the floor, while he was trying to decide whether he was ready to go out for his first potty, I thought, “I can’t wait until that last week of the month. All we’re going to do is snuggle while I read and intermittently make soup.” Then, I thought, why wait? That’s a month from now.

I’ll try to give myself moments of rest in the upcoming weeks. I’m going to be honest with myself when I’m overwhelmed or stressed, even if I think I shouldn’t be, given the situation. And I’ll do my best to give myself and everyone around me kudos because we’re all doing our best.

May you feel safe enough to share your truths and give yourself quiet and nurturing when needed. We all know we’d do it for our dogs. Let’s enter the season with a commitment also to honor our needs.