Thank you to everyone who participated in #12's Think About It Thursday's question.
I found it ironic that I got into a situation of having to ask for help this past week. I don't normally like to have to ask for help. I'm the kind of girl that likes to keep my work life work. And my personal life personal. But they kind of had to collide a bit when my husband had to leave on 3 days notice for a 18 day work trip. We both work opposite schedules which help us with not having to pay for childcare.
The schedule that had been done at work, had to change. Calls to my mother to see if she had any vacation time to spare to help a daughter out. A "I'm-gonna-freak-out" call to my friend which resulted in a margarita session.
It was stressful, overwhelming and humbling all at the same time. Stressful, what do I do if they say no? Overwhelming, they ALL said whatever you need, whatever you need. Humbling, the insecure part of me got a nudge from the You.Are.Special part of me and said deal with it.
It was simple really. I had to ask for help. I had to. A lot of you commented how hard that was. And I couldn't have agreed more.
On to share some comments from others...
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Those were wonderful selections to highlight. Thanks for putting them in a post. Sometimes I'm just in a hurry to comment (and then get back to work) so I don't take the time to read the other comments. :)
Asking for help was very difficult when I was younger. Now that I've hit 30(+1) and have 3 kids in the house, and have a hubby who demands that I designate duties....I've learned. And it feels good to rely on someone else. It builds a trust in others, and I think that's important as opposed to thinking you need to do it all yourself. Others ARE CAPABLE, if we only allow them. - So very true!! I've had to tell myself to do this more when I got promoted at work, becoming the person with a bigger workload and leading a team of managers.
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It is so hard for me to ask for help, something that has caused me a lot of unnecessary drama. But when my daughter was having 30 seizures a day, my other three children needed a stable mommy, and my husband needed somewhere to rest his worries at the end of the day, I knew I needed to humble myself and ask for help. Now I'm much better at asking for help when realize I can't do it all on my own.
- Oh Fiauna....Sometimes I feel like there's a woman inside me screaming for help but no one can hear her. Only way I've been able to soothe that woman was to ask for help. Baby steps...I tell myself....baby steps.
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- I kept flipping back and forth. This question or that question. And I stumbled on this one and thought....why not?
Rambler's answer:
My husband. First thing....let the wife sleep in, take the kid OUT for breakfast, and then to the park, and then.....you get it. Right?
Your turn.
Go.
Sometimes it is very easy for me to accept help, and other times I don't really want to accept it. I guess it is totally dependent on what I need help with and who is doing the helping.
I do ask for help from certain people...my husband, my mom, my sis, my closest friends. People who I feel really close to and can tell if they genuinely are willing to help. But, its not always easy to do so. I can be quite prideful, but I like to think that I wouldn't let my pride get in the way if I was about to lose my house or not have food in the fridge or something devastating like that.
Then, there are some people that I would never want help from. People that have hurt me in the past, or people that I know don't truly care.