Remember, Mom, You Deserve to Dance

Mother’s Day is tomorrow. And for most moms with little ones, it’s not always a day filled with relaxation, breakfast in bed, massages, and mimosas.

Most of us will still be changing the dirty diapers, wiping sticky fingers, chasing after little people, and preparing family meals.

Motherhood is hard.

I don’t think I ever realized how hard it could be until I was suddenly thrown into it when my son was placed in my arms. Yes, we are well past the newborn stage, but there’s always a new stage. And the new stage only lasts a few months. And then it’s on to another stage of life.

The new normal is getting used to the constant change that comes with my son’s growing body, heart, and mind.

In the middle of all that I have experienced in young motherhood, the most important lesson I’ve learned is to dance.

 

Why is dancing so important you ask?

Because when I remember to dance, I’m reminded not to take things so seriously. I remember to enjoy the little moments of togetherness. To treasure young motherhood in all that it encompasses. The crazy. The emotional. The snuggles. The food thrown on the floor. The little hugs and kisses. The numerous diaper changes. The chubby legs. The diaper explosions. And the best little laugh in the world.

With all the ups and downs of motherhood. With all the flops, mommy do-overs, and extra tissues for the days with teary eyes… this mom needs to dance.

 

Our family dances.

We dance to The Temptations, Taylor Swift, The Beach Boys, Sam Cooke, Chicago, Daft Punk, The Killers, The Beatles, Selena Gomez, Chris Tomlin, Temper Trap, The Newsboys, Frank Sinatra…you name it, we dance.

It’s usually completely spontaneous, but we dance. The music takes over and we just have fun, enjoying the moment.

I love watching my son dance. He’s now at the age where if any tune comes on the radio or television, he wants to move his little body. One arm will lift up high to touch the sky, and his other arm will stay at his side. He’ll occasionally do a spin or bounce. But, he loves music. It doesn’t matter if it’s a commercial jingle, a cartoon theme song, or the number one song on the radio; he just wants to dance.

 

In the midst of motherhood, momma, will you remember to dance? Yes, I’m talking to you (and myself).

Will you remember to take some time to sway your body, move your feet, and sing at the top of your lungs?

 

Mom, for this Mother’s Day, turn the music up.

Remember, Mom, you deserve to dance.

Surviving a Plane Trip With a Toddler

Last year, our family took a vacation flying with our then, 7-month old son. We were nervous to take our first flight with our little one, but it went pretty well.

My husband and I were nervous about how our son would react to the change in pressure (thankfully, nursing helped a lot). We also wondered how diaper changes would go in a tiny plane bathroom. That ended up going okay too.

But most importantly, we had a wonderful realization on that first trip thanks to two different women who were both moms to four older children. Both women were sitting alone on our flights, but they reminded us that most people know what it’s like to travel with small children. It’s difficult, but most people are understanding because they’ve been there or ARE there, like us.

There are usually parents, grandparents, aunts, and uncles who have been in a situation where a toddler was inconsolable, or an exploding diaper made it a headache to change a baby on a plane.

But from what my husband and I have observed in our travels, most people understand and are even willing to help when there is a crisis on hand. And even if people aren’t understanding, you will most likely never see these people again, and life goes on…

 

Needless to say, we were MORE anxious this year to take a flight with our now 1.5 year old. He’s a ball of energy, loves to move, and is always doing!

He’s not interested in television, and he’s not at the age where he would understand why he needs to sit still for a longer period of time.

With that said, we actively prepared ahead of time for our trip. Thankfully, we had a successful 3 hour flight to our destination (and back). Wahoo!

Here is what helped us have a smooth flight:

 

1) I Bought New Toys

No, I did not go out and spend lots of money on new toys, but I did get different toys that my son had never seen before.

With it being Easter and spring time, I bought a bunch of cheap, plastic Easter eggs at the dollar store. I then filled them with different snacks. This helped my son keep busy by opening, closing, and finding little treats inside each egg.

Here is a picture of all the toys and books we brought along. The fox earmuff headset also hooks into any electronic device. The link for these is listed a couple paragraphs down.

I also found a GENIUS idea from another blogger who had traveled with a toddler, and so we decided to try it out for ourselves. This mom suggested buying window clings. I bought a bunch of plastic-gel window clings at the dollar store. My son then used these to stick onto the plane window throughout the flight, and we also had a child’s clip-board, so he could stick them onto the clip board as well.

This was one of his favorite forms of entertainment, especially on the initial flight because it was something completely different. He also ended up using them while we were waiting in the airport on the large windows overlooking the runway.

Here’s our little guy playing with his window clings while we wait to board the plane. He also had his coloring binder open, but he didn’t do much coloring.

Besides the window clings and Easter eggs, we ended up checking out some books from the library, we bought a coloring pad (which my son was not too interested in at a 1.5), and we bought some toddler Legos. My son did enjoy the toddler Legos on the plane, but the window clings and the Easter eggs were a big hit!

We did bring out tablet and ended up downloading a couple of shows and a toddler balloon popping game app. Yes, I know, the American Pediatrics Association recommends that a child not watch television or be on electronic devices until the age of 2, but life isn’t perfect and a toddler’s attention span doesn’t last very long.

As I stated before, my son doesn’t find television very interesting, so that lasted about 5 minutes, and the balloon popping game app, maybe another 5-10 minutes, so in all it wasn’t successful for us. We also purchased some toddler earmuff headphones. These can be seen in the toys first toys picture above (fox earmuff headset). The headset hooks into any electronic device. My son wasn’t a fan of them at this age, but I think they may be more useful for a future trip when he’s older.

 

2) We Packed Lots of Snacks

Thankfully, my son is a great traveler. But, I think it also helped that we packed plenty of snacks for him. This was a great distraction from turbulence and the discomfort that can come from take-off and landing.

My son is no longer nursing, nor is he bottle feeding, but he does drink out of a sippy cup. We filled the sippy cup with water we had purchased after going through security, and this helped unclog his ears throughout the trip. We also bought several fruit and vegetable squeeze pouches. These are a healthy and easy snack to bring along. My son would suck on the nozzle throughout the flight, and this helped his ears as well. A pacifier can also help with this.

Here’s a picture of our little guy playing with some mini cupcake holders & eating some crackers.

Along with crackers, yogurt bites, and other typical toddler snacks, we also brought chocolate. My son doesn’t normally eat a ton of candy or sugar, but when he was starting to get a little fussy after going through all his toys for the hundredth time (especially on the flight back), I’m glad that we had it!

We gave him small bites of chocolate (or tried to). Chocolate does seem to get everywhere, so be prepared to have wipes on hand if you should decide to do this! I don’t regret bringing chocolate on the plane, and I will probably do so in future for our travels or some toddler-friendly candy.

 

3) Fly Early & Mid-Week

Now, this may not work for everyone, but we chose to fly early and in the middle of the week. This benefited our family in several ways.

For one, we had a cheaper flight by going in the middle of the week, compared to flying on the weekend or on a Monday. Also, by choosing to fly early, it allowed our son to be able to sleep in the car on the way to the airport. He was then ready to burn some energy in the airport by walking around, exploring with Mom and Dad, and playing with some toys before getting on a long flight (where he’d mostly be sitting).

Usually when flying early, it’s easier to get through airport security. Our initial flight was at 5:30AM, and our return flight was at 8:30AM. We found both of these times to work well with our child. Obviously with each family, and with multiple children, what may work for you may look different than what worked for us.

Unfortunately, my son didn’t nap on either flight, but our flight was never during his usual nap time. Plus, he usually will only fall asleep in his crib, car seat, or pack & play, so this was no surprise to us. Thankfully, since it wasn’t his nap time, he was in a mostly pleasant mood throughout both flights since he had plenty to do.

Also, since we left early in the morning and mid-week, OUR FLIGHT WASN’T FULL! We didn’t pay for a seat for our son; therefore, he had a FREE seat to himself.

We had intended for him to sit in our laps, but with the flight not being full, we were able to have him take the middle seat (in a row of 3). My husband took the aisle, I took the window, and my son was able to move back and forth between us throughout the flight.

Our little guy was even able to stand on the floor in front of the middle seat to play with his toys when the “fasten your seatbelt” sign wasn’t lit. This helped us out so much! I’m not sure if this is “allowed”, but the flight attendants did allow our son to do this on both flights, which helped quite a bit.

 

4) Fly Southwest Airlines

Unless you can get much cheaper plane tickets elsewhere, I would strongly suggest flying Southwest. Each person can check two bags for free, plus strollers and car seats are free to check as well.

We ended up checking our car seat immediately, but then we used our stroller until we got to the gate. It was then checked for free with our luggage, and when we immediately got off the plane, it was set-up and ready to go for us.

When traveling with little ones, there is always a lot to load up in the car and onto the baggage cart at the airport. Plus, there’s the unknown stress of not knowing how your little one may travel, and just going through airport security can be a headache. We always find Southwest to be accommodating, efficient, friendly, and inexpensive compared to other airlines.

 

Hopefully, if you are traveling soon, you are able to travel safely and smoothly to your destination with your little one(s). Let me know what you have used or are using to keep you baby or toddler occupied. I’d love to hear about it!

Thanks for stopping by!

Winter Favorites

What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. -John Steinbeck

To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven. -Ecclesiastes 3:1

 

Winter Favorites

It’s the middle of winter, and who couldn’t use some pick-me-ups with some winter favorites? Hot cocoa, fuzzy socks, a good book…gotta appreciate the little things!

I love when I come across a blog post or a YouTube video where someone shares their favorite things for the month or season. It’s a nice surprise to come across some new products, places, activities, books, technology, etc. that might be fun to try.

 

My favorites for the season include…

  • A great book for parents who have children in athletics
  • The wonderful FREE activities offered at the local library
  • A YouTuber who is so creative and helpful in her hair tips
  • An adorable video taken of a Snow Day at the Oregon Zoo

 

Some of my favorites are not specifically winter related, but they have definitely uplifted my spirits during these cold winter months. So, without further ado, here are my current favorites for the season…

 

Book: Overplayed: A Guide to Sanity in the World of Youth Sports by David King and Margot Starbuck

Oh, my goodness, as a coach and a mom I was thrilled to not only hear about this book through Focus on the Family, but to have the opportunity to read it.

No, my child is not quite at the age where we are engaged in youth sports (On a side note, baby swim lessons are adorable), but youth sports have been and still are a big part of my life thanks to being a swim coach.

Since the young age of six, competitive swimming has been a part of my life. As a competitive swimmer, I had many ups and downs in my swimming career. There were both physical and emotional highs and lows in the sport. But I continued through college, and loved the challenge that it brought to my life every day.

And I now have the privilege of being on the pool deck, on the other side of the sport, as a coach.

It’s such a rewarding job, where I get to help develop not only the swimmers’ strokes in the pool, but more importantly, I’m helping teach valuable life lessons and character skills that will hopefully endure throughout my swimmers’ lives.

 

What I really enjoy about Overplayed is that it breaks down the myths that we (parents, coaches, well-meaning adults), often believe about what’s best for a child in athletics. It looks at what our culture is telling us about athletics, and how parents and children can easily lose sight of what sports and activities are really all about.

The book gives common sense answers and questions for families to consider when discussing what’s best for the child and for the family before signing up for that travel league, high-profile sports team, or shelling out the money for all that equipment.

One chapter that I enjoyed reading, breaks down the myth that “Good Parents Attend All Their Children’s Games”.  It discusses the mindset behind this thought, and how this idea is interpreted by the athlete and other family members.

One of my favorite quotes from this chapter is as follows,

When parents attend every game, family time is redefined because it becomes centered on the athlete. Children experience security when they know that the adults are the glue that holds the family together. A family that begins to revolve around an athlete, especially when there are other siblings, becomes lopsided. While we love our children, they should not rule our lives. Yes, we need to give them unconditional love and the time they deserve, but we are also responsible to take care of ourselves. It’s well known that during the child-rearing years, parents often focus their relationship on their children instead of each other. And in this season of life, when parents can’t afford to forsake their relationship, practices and games actually offer built-in time to nurture it! Skipping a practice or even a game to have coffee, go shopping, or visit a museum with your spouse will likely be more beneficial to your entire family than getting tense on the sidelines.

 

 

Another chapter I really enjoyed reading discussed the myth “My Child Should Specialize in One Sport”. A quote from this chapter that really impacted me and that I could identify with from seeing friends specialize in a sport early on in life is as follows:

 

Mark Messier (NHL alum and winner of 6 Stanley Cups) notes that .007 percent of kids who play hockey make it to the NHL. “If your kid is in hockey to become an NHL player, you’re missing what sports is really about. Sports is about the mental and physical and emotional well-being of the kids.” He adds, “Youth sports have got to be about the life lessons that you’re learning, the camaraderie… and the way you become good teammates.” Messier recognizes that early specialization is robbing children of what sports should be about. Age seven, he claims is not an appropriate age to begin one sport year-round. Nor is ten. He even claims that age twelve is “young”. Messier suggests age fourteen, offering, “At fourteen they’re old enough to realize themselves exactly where they want to go.”

 

 

Some of the other myths discussed in this book include, but are not limited to Because We Owe Our Children Every Opportunity, We Can’t Say No to Youth Sports, There’s No Harm in Participating in Youth Sports, and possibly my favorite, The Money We Are Investing into Youth Sports Will Pay Off.

The best part about this book is its emphasis on knowing your child. Each child is different and not every child thrives in an environment of competitive sports, leagues and tournaments where tons of money is being thrown into equipment, travel, etc.

This book emphasizes the importance of family and Christian values that should shape the decisions we make when putting our children in youth sports.

Do you have to be a Christian to read this book and find it beneficial? Absolutely not. I would find this information helpful to anyone looking at putting their child in youth sports or who have a child in youth sports.

 

Place: Our Local Library

The winter months definitely bring lots of challenges when it comes to finding things for a toddler to do, other than hang around the house.

Between my dog getting stir-crazy and my son getting fussy going through the house and playing with the same toys over and over again, this mom gets to a point of needing to leave the house for a bit!

Earlier in the summer, I had the opportunity to try out a wonderful KinderMusik class near our home. If you haven’t heard of KinderMusik, it’s a wonderful experience for children to get involved with music, song, and dance, and meet other babies, toddlers, and children, while in the process.

We had a wonderful experience. The instructor was great, and her education background was in teaching music. The other parents and their babies were wonderful as well, but the one problem I had with the class was the expense and the distance for us. The class takes place about forty minutes, one way, from our house. And that’s a lot of driving just for a little guy. Sorry, son, momma has other things to do.

The expense was also not too appealing. I love the idea of my son being around singing, dancing, and instruments, but I knew there had to be some other options.

Thankfully, we quickly discovered the Wee Read program through our local library. It’s free (well, I mean we pay taxes, so yes, I guess we do pay something), but I was surprisingly shocked with how similar it was to the KinderMusik class that cost so much.

Our librarian reads the babies and toddlers a book (please note, the babies and toddlers were welcome to move around during this time- yes, not that many sat still, unless they weren’t mobile yet). The librarian then offers a music and dance time for the kids with scarves and bubbles. And the class came to a close with a sensory-toy play time.

Each class is about thirty minutes in length, so it’s the perfect amount of time for the little ones to have some fun and wear themselves out a bit before a nap.

My little guy has gone several times, and I have to say it’s been a great opportunity to get out of the house, and for my toddler to enjoy some socialization time, and for mom to have some adult conversation.

The local library is such a great place, and I’m very thankful for librarians and the work they put into the children’s programs.

 

YouTuber: Kayley Melissa

I’ve briefly talked about Kayley Melissa in a previous blog post from the summer. I love watching her hair tutorials, even though it’s hard for this mom to find time to do her hair. But, I still enjoy seeing her creativity, positivity, and great ideas year-round.

Recently, Kayley posted a great video about taking care of your hair during the winter months. Did you know silk pillows help your hair have less static? Did you know a dryer sheet in a hair brush will help quickly get rid of static in your hair? Yep, neither did I.

Feel free to watch her winter hair tips video here.

 

Oregon Zoo Snow Day!

If you made it this far, congratulations! Sorry, there’s no prize, but there is a cute video.

Who doesn’t love a good snow day? At least, when we were kids, right? Check out this cute video taken at the Oregon Zoo of the animals enjoying the snow. Who knew animals could have so much fun in the snow.

 

Those are my four favorites of the season. Do you have any favorites that you’d like to share? I’d love to hear about them!

A New Year: This Little Boy Has Changed My Life Forever

“Make this year a year of finding, of fulfillment, of joy, of peace, and purpose.” -Unknown

“Tomorrow is the first blank of a 365 page book. Write a good one.” -Brad Paisley

“For I am about to do something new.” -Isaiah 43:19

Here we are: 2017

A new year, a new beginning.

I can’t say I had a terrible 2016 by any means. I’m very grateful for the memories, the relationships, and the experiences that came with the year. But, it’s always nice to look forward to a new year with a fresh start.

I like the fact that the new year always starts in the dead of winter. It’s a little ray of hope, a reminder to look up and to move forward during a month that can hold some of the coldest, darkest, and bleakest days of the year.

New Year’s Eve

Our family’s New Year’s Eve celebration did not entail the revelry that often comes with celebrating a fresh start and new beginnings. This was my second New Year’s (since being a child), that I did not stay up until midnight. This mom was in bed and asleep by 9PM.

The best part about the changes that have come with motherhood, is that even though the changes can be hard and require much sacrifice, they are so worth it

Every.

Single.

Day.

 

As many “Mom Life” memes on Pinterest and Facebook have reminded me: The days are long, but the years are short. And this is undeniably true.

Even though my son is just over 15 months old, I’m still in disbelief with how quickly the time as gone, and yet how slow some of the days and weeks feel with the labor of love that is motherhood.

The changes that come with motherhood have become a part of who I am, and they remind me of something and someone greater than myself- a sacrifice made on a cross.

 

This little boy has changed my life forever.

 

And if you are thinking that being in bed at 9PM on New Year’s Eve sounds super “lame”. I have to tell you it was absolutely not a lame New Year’s Eve for me.

Thanks to the “non-planning” that went into how our family spent our New Year’s Eve, we found ourselves at the grocery store early on New Year’s Eve to do our grocery shopping.

Yes, that probably sounds like a terrible idea (we procrastinated), but to our surprise, there were several young families in the store with their children at the time that we went.

Many families were picking up sparkling juices, ciders and snacks for New Year’s Eve celebrations. It was absolutely adorable to see all the smiling faces and excitement that so many young children had about spending the New Year’s with their family and friends.

I think I saw the most babies and toddlers in Wal-mart that I’ve ever seen in a grocery store visit. It seemed all the young families had the same plan: get in, get out, and get home early. And maybe they even went to bed early like our family.

 

While we were in the store, my husband had the great idea to do a fondue night. We ended up adding some extra items to our grocery list, finished our shopping, and drove home.

(Side Note) The first memory I have of visiting my husband’s family, when we were both just college swim team friends, was of his parents preparing a fondue night when I stayed at their home. I’m not the biggest fan of cooking and preparing food, but it was definitely a special memory. The whole process of cooking everything together around a table, while socializing and enjoying different vegetables and meats made it a nice communal moment.

 

My husband and I enjoyed our time together on New Year’s Eve with another special fondue night of cooking and eating together around a table with our son. We had some enjoyable conversation that we often feel too rushed to have at the table. We reflected on the year we were leaving behind, and we shared the hopes of a new year.

Along with the impromptu fondue night, we ended up watching a couple of movies, relaxed and enjoyed being together rather than feeling the need to go somewhere or do something. It was a nice change of pace from the New Year’s celebrations that we have had in the past.

I can’t say I didn’t miss being at a lively party, playing games, and catching up with old and new friends, but there was definitely something special about just time with our small family, embracing the comfort of home, and having some time to relax.

 

New Year’s Day

Another priceless and precious moment came to fruition on New Year’s morning. My son, as usual, woke up around 6:30 AM, and was wide awake and ready to go. The morning was so peaceful. The sun was out, it had warmed up outside a bit, and some of the ice had melted on the roads near our house.

No one was out. The quiet and stillness of the morning were both unquestionably refreshing.

It wasn’t much later in the morning, that I decided to take my son on a walk- all bundled up in his stroller. Walks during the winter months don’t come all that often, so I wanted to take advantage of the warmer temperatures while I could.

We shared some special moments on our morning walk. His little face would make eye contact with mine and he’d smile. His two little dimples would quickly appear and his whole face would light up with pure happiness and contentment.

I was able to watch his sweet face look around in wonder as he took in the quiet that surrounded us on our walk. I can’t say I’ve ever seen it so quiet out. And it was beautiful.

2016 had its ups and downs, but I’m thankful to have a fresh start in 2017. And I’m thankful for the opportunity to share in this journey ahead with my loving family and friends.

 

May you and your family have a blessed New Year!

Mom-Guilt: Letting Busyness Get in the Way of Rest

Trying to Be Super-Mom

As a wife and mom, it’s easy to get into the routine of taking care of others, and not really thinking too much about it. Take out the trash, clean up the diapers, make the meals, clean the bathrooms, manage the finances, go to work, and on and on.

Rest often takes a backseat.

But, this becomes a problem when taking care of me gets taken out of the picture. 

Time to myself can easily become non-existent. Time with my friends and family can seem to disappear with an additional errand that needs to be done, a meal that needs to be prepared, a mess that needs to be cleaned, or the lack of sleep I’ve gotten.

Until finally, I don’t even realize how busy I’ve become by taking care of others, how much of myself I’ve given,  and I can’t give anymore.

I feel isolated, and I’m soon running on empty.

The thought of taking a break, having someone else watch my child, doing something I want to do, somehow doesn’t seem like a viable option in the middle of the madness. With the busyness of motherhood, I get swept away with the idea that all has to be done and accomplished by Mom.

Mom has to save the day. Mom has to always be “on the job”.

It’s sad to admit that I’ve hit rock bottom several times while trying to take care of others while running on empty.

It’s not a pretty picture when mom fails to take some time for herself.

I become short with my husband. I grow frustrated more easily with day-to-day obligations, and my emotions run amuck. The overwhelming feelings of tiredness and frustration creep in, and I’m not the wife or mom I want to be.

I’m not the person I want to be.

 

Pride

It hurts to realize that beyond the constant drive in my heart to help others and care for my family, is the sinful notion of pride. I begin thinking that I don’t need help because I have to handle it all. My fear of what others think if I can’t handle something begins to creep in.

It’s not that I set out to think this way. But when I’m stretched too thin, my heart for helping and doing can turn into a chore and an obligation, rather than a joy. My mindset changes, and I begin placing my value as a person in who I’m helping and what I’m doing, rather than who I truly am in Christ.

I’m putting myself in a place that’s above being human. I’m trying to become a person who doesn’t need rest, who can be everywhere, and do everything, and I don’t even realize I’m doing it until I crash from exhaustion.

I’m not designed to work that way.

By trying to take on too much without rest, I’m putting myself in the place of God. I’m trying to be the God of my family, of my life, of my world. I’m trying to constantly be in control by disconnecting from the idea that I actually have needs too.

Mom needs rest just like everyone else.

Pride thinks it doesn’t need help, that’s it’s always in control, always right, always doing the right thing at the right time, and making the best decisions. Pride never stops, doesn’t make apologies, and never takes a break because “it” doesn’t need one. It’s superior to the idea of a break.

It’s scary to think that way. It’s embarrassing to think that way.

Pride isolates.

“By yourself, you’re unprotected. With a friend you can face the worst. A three-strand rope is not easily snapped.” –Ecclesiastes 4:12 (MSG)

What kind of woman, wife, and mom can I be if I don’t take care of myself, if I isolate myself? And who will I become if I solely continue to depend on “me” to save the day? And even more importantly, what am I prioritizing in my life?

Because, if I’m constantly putting everyone else’s desires above my own needs, it hurts not only me, but others in my life.

Satan loves when he can sneakily replace my joy in helping others with the idea that that’s all I need to be doing. And my identity gets caught up in being the helper, and never the help-ee.

He tells me I’m not worthy, I’m not good enough, and that I’m not a good wife or mom, unless I’m constantly there, constantly doing, constantly going.

I’m fooled to believe that this will make me feel renewed, happy, and full.

But it’s a lie.

 

My True Identity

It’s Christ who makes me full.

It’s Christ who reminds me that I’m human.  I’m not God.  I don’t have it all together, I’m sure not perfect, and I need breaks and help just like everyone else. 

He reminds me that I’m loved by a God who knows my weaknesses, knows my faults, and loves me more than I can comprehend. 

He loves me for me, and not because of what I do.

And I have people in my life who love me for me, and not because of what I can do for them.

 

God wants me to see that the best way to live is to surrender to Him, and He will give me rest.

I need rest.

 

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” –Matthew 11:28 (NIV)

Because sometimes I need to just be.

No dishes, no errands, no laundry, no meals, no scattered searches on the internet, no planning, no working.

Be present. 

Be still.

Just Be.   

When I rest in Him, I’m reminded that my true identity is not in what I do, but it’s always in who I am because of Jesus.

 

Spending Some Me-Time & Getting Some Needed Rest

Thankfully, God has brought me through the rough days of self-reliance, and into days where I’m more aware of the importance of asking for help, in taking a break, and being okay with it.

My busy-self hasn’t entirely departed, and it will probably never completely disappear. But, I’m glad that certain difficult circumstances have come about. They’ve helped me realize the importance of rest.

I’m scheduling more time for me, time with friends, and time with my husband.

I’m enjoying being instead of feeling pressure to be the one doing.

And I’m taking the quiet time I have each day, to read God’s Word, pray, and spend time with the One who created me, loves me, and desires for me to rest in Him.

Thank you, Jesus.

 

Your Thoughts:

Can you relate to feeling pressure from the outside world to live up to certain expectations? How do you take time to rest? Thanks for stopping by, and comment below.