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Stealing solitude: how to find a few moments of calm… 3

…in a busy, chaotic life.

Mcafee Knob, Virginia.
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I am an introvert.

By that, I don’t mean that I find conversations painful, I hate parties, or I dislike people – all common myths about introverts. For the most part I like conversations, I adore parties, and I find people, if not always likeable, at least amusing. So there.

However, people drain the energy right out o’ me.

I don’t get an energy boost from parties; I get drained. Same thing with lots of conversation, interaction, and other people-oriented stuff. And here’s a funny thing no one ever told me about having kids:

the kids never go away.

Well, I guess (hypothetically) they do eventually – that whole growing up, moving out thing. But right now? Day to day? Since they can’t even drive, um, them going away is not an option. And me hiding in the closet? Though i’ve been known to resort to that (what? You haven’t? Riiiiight.), it’s not my first choice.

But I Need Solitude.

I need solitude, on a regular basis, like a duck needs a pond, a cupcake needs sprinkles, a foot needs a flipflop. Yes. THAT much. I kid you not.

And when I forget this about myself,

and dilly dally along with these tiniest and cutest of little people constantly following me around and yammering at me, I find myself, ehhm, how to say? Not-a-verrr-nice-Mommy. And definitely Not-a-verrr-nice-Wifey. The verrrr opposite in fact.
Which leads me directly to the conundrum which has, in turn, led to the creation of this whole tirade. In short, when you and your husband share one car (which, most days, he takes to work) and when you have four kids under four, one of whom finds your boobies to be a necessity of life every, oh, 2 hours or so, then: how do you get solitude?

Well, firstly, you redefine solitude.

Solitude no longer means “three hours of absolute quietness in a place where there is no one else.” Instead, solitude means something roughly along the lines of “at least five minutes of ability to mentally disengage from other people.”
Now we can work with that, can’t we?

Once you’ve got a definition that fits into real life, you can find a way to

steal some solitude.

1. Books on CD or loud music in the car.

Windows down also helps with the loud music. Hey, I like loud music (no, no, not so loud that it will hurt anybody’s ear drums, I’m not that evil).

2. Early morning time.

The best, personally, but also tough when you’re a bit sleep-deprived from the night-time nursing. But still, worth it. I’m actually a nicer person when I have less sleep if it means I get a little solitude.

3. Treadmill + head phones.

Best during nap time or when Joe’s home to handle kid-crisis moments.

4. Outside walks.

With or without kidlings along. I LOVE and ADORE long walks all by my lonesome, but don’t always have a way to fit them in. Sometimes I sneak off by myself once Joe is home at night, or on his day off (especially if it is spring or fall or even winter, not so especially when it is summer). But even with the kidlings, a nice walk outside gets me some moments of loosely defined solitude. The kids run ahead, skip around, catch cicadas, chase turtles, eat dandelions, stuff like that. I trail along behind and think little thoughts.

5. Long bath at night.

Look, I think every Mom knows this trick. Just don’t forget to lock the bathroom door.

6. Long shower. Anytime.

If baby is fed and happy in her crib, my older ones will do fine playing in their rooms while I have a shower. Or in the morning before Joe leaves. Whatevs.

7. Coffee break.

This isn’t one I take advantage of often, but I might have to change that. There’s a Starbucks and a Bread Co within a ten-minute drive; it’s easy enough for me to feed the baby, then slip out for a solitary coffee break whenever Joe’s here – early morning, his day off, evening, Sunday… There’s enough opportunity. And I can enjoy some quiet time and get back before next feeding.

8. Unpopular parks.

There’s a park with a nice little playground about 3 miles from our house, and there’s hardly ever another living soul there. It’s just a bit off the beaten path, I guess. Anyway, this counts as solitude; kids get busy playing, Lily hangs out in her seat by me, I sit on the bench and decompress.

9. Quiet time at home.

Room time, read all about it and make it part of your life. Or just quiet time: we do this for shorter periods (10 or 15 minutes, usually). Everybody has a quiet thing to do, and no talking for quiet time. You can be in the same room. It’s good for the kids, too, to learn to wait, to listen, to hold their thoughts for a while.

10. Nap time.

My kids all still nap, and they nap at the same time, which means I get from 1 – 2 hours in the afternoon. Lately, since Lily was born, I’ve been napping too (after feeding her). But too often I’ve used that time to scurry around and get things done instead of taking advantage of some quiet time to just be.

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Overview of Personality Types 2

    Aristotle classified four different types of personalities: sanguine, melancholy, choleric, and phlegmatic. Though the theory behind the types has changed (we don’t really subscribe to the “bodily humors” reasoning anymore), the types have remained consistently accurate in describing people. Often, however, we recognize the terms but don’t really understand how they translate into a person.

Personality Is Bigger than Personality Type
First we need to understand what a personality itself is: “the totality of qualities and traits, as of character or behavior, that are peculiar to an individual person… the pattern of collective character, behavioral, temperamental, emotional, and mental traits of an individual” (The American Heritage Dictionary). A personality is really bigger than a personality type. Every personality is unique, and every personality type is a generalization. Every pure type is affected by upbringing, experience, culture, peers, education, relationships. Two sanguines, born in the same year in the same country, will grow up to be two different people. Their personality types similar, yes; their preferences and expressions as unique as their fingerprints.
Imperfect though they are, personality types give us insight we need in building good relationships. We need to understand their limitations so that we do not expect ourselves or others to fit a mold perfectly. But we can use them to understand that others really do think, see, feel, and experience things differently. My pet peeve may be another’s preference. An offense to you may be a harmless joke to me. We can become more flexible, more sensitive, and more fulfilled in our relationships as we grow in understanding the personalities.
Here is a rough, by no means exhaustive, overview of the four different types.

   Sanguine knows everybody and everybody likes him even though he forgets their names. Networking is what he does best, even unconsciously. He thrives on fun, action, excitement, and change. He loves to tell stories, get a laugh, be dramatic, and have the spotlight. Sanguine is not afraid of a party. He loves people but he gets bored just sitting around in deep conversation. Sanguine likes to be doing something, moving, shaking, stirring up the party. He is energized by groups and likes crowds. He likes to be where the action is, or even better, he likes to be the action! Sanguine is a talker who sees possibility in everything.
Melancholy knows only a few people but knows them well. Detail-oriented, deep and thoughtful, a perfectionist with high standards, he is organized and has a logical, analytical way of thinking. Melancholy can see the possibilities but he will also see the practical steps needed to get there, and sometimes overwhelmed by trying to get it all done right. He pushes himself to get a lot done and get it done well; he will be discouraged if he feels like a failure. He does not dislike people, but sometimes he doesn’t understand them. He likes to observe, to watch from the edges, and he often has a gift of discernment and insight. He needs downtime alone to build up emotional energy, and he likes to have a plan.
Choleric knows as many people as he needs to know to get the job done. He is the master delegator, the consummate boss. He gets people moving not to party but to be productive. He makes decisions, takes charge, sets the goal, and shows people what to do to get there. Choleric thrives on challenges and loves being productive. If you tell him he can’t, he will set about to prove that he can. And he will. Obstacles are fun for Choleric. He is good at handling a crisis and tells other what to do without thinking about it. He gets frustrated when people waste time and doesn’t understand why others don’t see things his way. He is bold and people naturally follow him.
Phlegmatic knows a lot of people but only has a few really close friends. He listens more than talks, but can engage in pleasant conversation with almost anyone without causing offense. He is calm and mellow, rarely gets flustered, and avoids conflict. He is extremely diplomatic and has a gift for using dry humor to ease tense situations. Phlegmatic encourages others, is sympathetic, and really enjoys people when they all get along. He is a mediator and a peaceful presence, though he can come across as apathetic and detached. He willingly puts aside his own preferences to make others happy, and genuinely enjoys their happiness.

Read more about personalities in Personality Plus by Florence Littauer. Littauer goes into much more detail about how the different personality types behave and why, what motivates them, how they can relate better to others, and how they can make the most of their strengths and weaknesses.

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