I need this today

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.
Romans 15:13 ESV
https://bible.com/bible/59/rom.15.13.ESV

How do you view God?

What do you say about God?

These two things reveal a lot about us… and leads us to victory…

Be encouraged today. He is for you and with you regardless of your circumstances.

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Limiting Social Media

I did it. I’ve been limiting social media use! I feel good. I go on for perhaps a few minutes on Instagram and on Facebook but I’ve managed no use on Mondays. FOMO? NO, NO. I have done other things like kept my phone plugged in and in another room.

I’ve started intentional home care, like I should. *Insert smiley face*

Why did I choose to limit my time? Because I use it too much and it takes precious time from me. Time slips from my fingertips to button pushing while my kids flock to me.

Enough is enough. I told myself: NO MORE.

REGRETS: zero.

Benefits: I found myself taking time to drink more water and sitting with my kids and enjoying great cartoons such as My Little Pony and Voltron. I journal here and there. My kids sit with me and draw or color. We’ve managed to slow down the time and I am loving it.

How about you? What things are you limiting and what things are you doing more of?

Different is Okay

Parenting. Mom vs Dad. Or Dad vs Mom. Or let’s not be against one another but let’s piece together our puzzles. My husband does things the dad way and you know what? It’s ok! Different is not wrong. Different is ok. He will do things differently and it’s ok.

Today’s a busy day. I work and come home around two and lunch is yet to be made. Lunch was on me though, I promised Banh Mi (Vietnamese Sandwiches) while Daddy had errands and naps for two kids and two kids to watch. My kids are fortunate to enjoy lots of TV. We’re not that sheltered.

I am enjoying watching a Lego movie with my children and I’ve sent Daddy out to hang out and play.

I get to enjoy some tea and snacks. It’s just me and my girls. I sure am thankful for my part-time work that is so fun and meaningful. I am grateful for my husband. I am grateful for my kids.

So, today lots of things happening different from the other days and it’s ok!

How about you? How are you doing? What’s a different thing in parenting journey that’s so different *it can feel a bit grating* but is different but is ok?

Summer is here!

Summer is here and I have four little beautiful girls at home. We’re done with one full week of Sports Camp where my husband and I were able to be there- he was volunteering and I was working. Our first-grader-to-be enjoyed her first Sports Camp packed with games and fun and friendship. She blossomed a bit more in this week and it warmed my heart to see.

Days allow for sleeping in or naps for mommy and either quiet play or extended TV time for my older ones.

Naps happen for the baby and Mommy by the three older ones aren’t into it. So, how do I stay sane? Sunday school answer: Jesus! Ok, humanly speaking: I do rely on Jesus but how does one woman manage a home of four little ones six and under? Rest is one thing. My morning requires making the bed and quiet time before the “electronic babysitter” , as a friend calls it, comes on. My girls are allowed a couple of episodes in the A.M. and back to playing, outside time, lounging, reading etc.

I am looking up these routines that are a must… In my home, slowing down and having a peaceful attitude is a must. Hurry and anxiety are not often welcomed. I do hurry and have anxiety more often than I’d like and that is why I am purposefully limiting hurry and anxiety.

Another practical habit that my girls have is getting dressed. I have not particular plan everyday but they get up, make the bed, and have a quiet activity then on to getting dressed. From there I get breakfast ready. It can be milk an cereal, oatmeal, noodles, rice and soy sauce, or eggs. We eat and hang out. Dreamy, right? Usually it is.

My must haves: Rest, routine that fits my girls and me, and thankfulness. I feel like if I myself am not thankful first thing and through the morning, we can emotionally forfeit our day or the vision for the day.

Good Days of Motherhood

I like the good days way more than the bad. Honestly, I’d like to pretend bad days don’t happen and shouldn’t happen. Boo. That’s unrealistic, right?

The world we live in is broken and in need of salvation… All creation is groaning, the Bible says. We see sickness hits plants, animals and people. One day, God will restore it all!

Onward to the original post! I had a good day today. I got stuff done and felt like emotionally I held it together. I imagined myself in a school of fish feeling fine, floating along… Not one of those days where a large fish is coming after me and I am frantic.

There’s something to be said about the good days of motherhood. When I have these good days I am reminded why I love being a wife and a mom.

  • I’m appreciated.
  • My husband says “thanks!”
  • My children are patient with themselves, with me and with their sisters.
  • Meals are made
  • Foods are eaten
  • Laundry is done
  • Dishes are being cleaned

I just wanted to list a few.

I measure motherhood and the good days by the tasks completed but greater still, I want to measure them by the smiles, coos, laughter, & bravery I experienced either in the giving or receiving end.

Grateful.

Even in the challenges and the challenging days, I want to mark it with gratitude. I believe this is a noble goal for a wife and a mom.

How was your day? How did it go? What went well and what could be done differently? What is one thing to be thankful for?

What To Do When You Get Woken Up

I’d like to say this is a post about how to do and what to do, a results based post, but it isn’t. It’s about today! What happened today.

I did the boo-boo or the taboo or the no-no and went to bed late. As a parent: this is not a wise thing to do when you have young children. The nature of infants and young children is that they are moment to moment beings who are growing at a rate us adults in which us adults have decreased. Look at our metabolism. If you are over twenty something and near thirty, you can tell that you are changing slowly, like not losing that extra five pounds. 🙄🤣😂

So, what do you do?

Here’s what I did: kept calm and carried on. Laid down the law with love and gentleness. I let my daughters know they were up two hours earlier than they normally are so they’ll need rest time later.

I headed to the kitchen, got my Bible and journal and put on the coffee pot.

I’d HAD to shift my head and heart.

Lately, folks, it’s been lots of head (thinking and knowledge) but not a lot of heart (feeling and understanding & transformation).

So, I laid in bed begging God to put my children back to sleep because it was five in the morning and bitterness billowed. Rage roared it’s ravenous voice at me. Then I stilled my heart and said, “Okay, God. Why do you want me awake? We could talk. I am willing.”

Preaching to myself here: when I get woken up tomorrow and the next days, I am going to pray and jot notes down. Let’s be honest: anxiety has kept me up and wakes me up. My body has had four beautiful daughters. I have marathoned motherhood like no one is watching (ok, maybe like everyone is watching) and I get way too easily frustrated and bitter.

I’m done being bitter. Look me up, I have a new address: 1234 Better Lane.

Jk. I am aiming for it though.

Shouldn’t we all look for good but for GREAT? I know I want to be transformer and I want to live and see and drive in “better lane” and “great lane” and “grateful lane” not bitter, no thanks. Not just meh, or good, no thanks. Not guilty or grumpy or grumbling but grateful!

So, I will ask God, my Heavenly Father what he wants to talk about…after all, I get to hang out with the Creator of the Universe. I want to bask in his presence even if it is the middle of the night in my world. He sustains all life… he’s going to sustain me.

Praying for you. Pray for me.

Parenting is hard but you are not alone. Your story is still unfolding.

Mom Needs Alone Time

Here I sit. Disappointed, frustrated, uneasy.

I had little alone time or time to recharge and I feel like I will burst

My heart aches and my stomach churns.

My breaking point: four kids, ages six and under. I know four kids is a lot to some…

I have never felt so unloved, short-tempered, irritable, short-of-breath, frustrated as I do now.

I wanted a turn at having some quiet…I found it. In the dark. After everyone went to sleep. It’s an awful feeling.

I cannot be as patient or kind or happy right now nor do I want to be. I honestly am calling it quits for the night: which means I am going to be woken up a few times tonight by each kid.

Boy.

The struggle. The juggle.

It is happening and it feels better to share the cold reality to one facet of parenting: things you think and say.

I said plenty.

This is how I fell into a depression during pregnancy: the loneliness and the staying up late, inability to stay asleep and then being woken up and then caring hour upon hour for each person including myself (usually myself as the last person).

So, tonight: opportunity for alone time happened through journaling and blogging. Praise Jesus.

I am willing to shave off a few minutes of sleep to process out these negative emotions and feelings so that I can replace them with different ones.

I choose rest. I choose sleep. A goodnight to you all.