Ahhh Tuesday morning greets me with nine hours rest and an early family walk with JD, Elianna, and Rowdy. Life is starting to make sense again as I round into my fourth week back at work. You might have sensed from my last post that working full time while simultaneously working the mom stunt is a bit of a challenge. However, I wouldn’t trade it for the world and have decided to make some very practical changes in my life in order to create a sense of structure and order in our family. I always operate best when my plate is full, yet balanced. My grades were better when I was in school, I manage to exercise on a regular basis, I eat healthier, and I am more diligent about spending time with God. My plate is now full… and for about four or five weeks I felt like my head was going to fall off and roll to the floor with a giant thud, ending life as I know it now.
My brain screamed for discipline, my body grew weary, and my heart felt alone and lost. Aaah husband to the rescue! He suggested I email a couple of friends whose discipline I admire and ask them for accountabiity and encouragement in the “help my life is chaotic area.” Two friends instantly came to mind – one being my first roomie who I went to Europe with (and was practically inseperable with for a year), the other being my rock climbing buddy who ran the Boston marathon, is as tidy as a mouse (why this expression? I don’t get it), and drinks English tea. Both were in my wedding and are dear friends. And both know that sometimes my life can get chaotic at times 🙂 Meaning… they have both literally cleaned my room for me during finals week because for some reason I am incapable of maintaining order in my life? How embarrassing. But true. And they were full of tremendous advice.
Now that you are all gasping and have probably picked up the phone to call some full service cleaning company, let me set your mind at ease… because finally mine is.
JD and I are on a constant search for impleminting simplicity and love in our lives. As a couple, we’ve made lifestyle decisions that reflect our heart for Jesus, loving others, and stewardship (of money, environment, and time). The closer we grow to Jesus, the simpler our lives become.
Recently, we began honoring the Sabbath on Mondays, our day off. In minsitry, Sunday is not the Sabbath. On Mondays we fast from our computers and television. Sometimes this is incredibly painful for me, because I tend to get a bit obsessed with my blog friends and facebook. On Mondays I take a break. We read in our comfy recliners, drink coffee in the morning and sip delicious cabernet in the evenings. We trek to the grocery store for our week’s supply of groceries, visit friends, play, and rest.
In addition to the Sabbath, we decorated our house a bit (with the help of a couple crafty friends), which makes cleaning SO MUCH FUN! Mostly. Every night we take a walk around the cottage and pick up burp cloths, cups, blankets and stuffed animals, books, and spare dishes. JD does the dishes and I fold the laundry. We cook together, eat together, and pray together. Sometimes we pray together four times a day. It’s like we’re Amish… 😉 In the mornings we take Rowdy on a walk before work.
Ellie eats, plays, and sleeps – in that order – every two to four hours. Is it just me or is having a baby suddenly becoming much easier? Am I in for a rude awakening soon? Because lately she has been a DREAM! She smiles and dances when we pick her up from her crib in the morning, falls asleep within ten or fifteen minutes, rolls over, coos, merely fusses as she falls asleep, takes one to two hour naps, poops more often (meaning fewer blowouts), and sleeps eight or nine hours at nine. Tomorrow I will tell you she woke up every hour at night, screamed bloody murder at nap time, and exploded mustard out of her butt several times during the day.
But today she is easy. And life feels good.
It must be the fall…