Have I ever mentioned how hard it is to just find time to wind down?
Unfortunately, I teeter from one extreme to the other. Either I am in full out "gotta-get-everything-done-and-perfect" mode, or I am in a depressed "don't-anyone-even-look-at-me-cross-eyed" funk.
This morning (Saturday morning) I tried to relax and wind down. I left the house dark so that I couldn't see the mess that I would have to tackle upon sight, and I attempted to sit down and read some blogs. Just my little way of unwinding and seeking wisdom in some of the posts that I read (since I follow all Christian blogs).
For some strange reason (a.k.a. my husband's cell phone going off in a drawer) I woke up at 5:51am. I thought "Great, the house is quiet and I can relax a bit without feeling guilty!"
And then 9 minutes later, my step-daughter pokes her head out of her room and says "Good Morning, A." I am ashamed of it, but I very matter-of-factly told her it was too early and to go back to bed. I desperately just wanted time to unwind.
She obediently returned to bed, but she tossed and turned and engaged in other activities. Bein the hyperaware person that I am, I couldn't tune it out, and boy did I try!
Over an hour later, she tried poking her head back out of her room, and I again tried to explain that it was just too early and I desperately clung to the hope of getting some "me" time. But then the window started to lighten, the dogs started to whine, and the guilt inside of me becomes too much. So, I guess I am off to start another day....
Unfortunately, I teeter from one extreme to the other. Either I am in full out "gotta-get-everything-done-and-perfect" mode, or I am in a depressed "don't-anyone-even-look-at-me-cross-eyed" funk.
This morning (Saturday morning) I tried to relax and wind down. I left the house dark so that I couldn't see the mess that I would have to tackle upon sight, and I attempted to sit down and read some blogs. Just my little way of unwinding and seeking wisdom in some of the posts that I read (since I follow all Christian blogs).
For some strange reason (a.k.a. my husband's cell phone going off in a drawer) I woke up at 5:51am. I thought "Great, the house is quiet and I can relax a bit without feeling guilty!"
And then 9 minutes later, my step-daughter pokes her head out of her room and says "Good Morning, A." I am ashamed of it, but I very matter-of-factly told her it was too early and to go back to bed. I desperately just wanted time to unwind.
She obediently returned to bed, but she tossed and turned and engaged in other activities. Bein the hyperaware person that I am, I couldn't tune it out, and boy did I try!
Over an hour later, she tried poking her head back out of her room, and I again tried to explain that it was just too early and I desperately clung to the hope of getting some "me" time. But then the window started to lighten, the dogs started to whine, and the guilt inside of me becomes too much. So, I guess I am off to start another day....
It is good to help a child realize that at times mom needs some time to herself and actually to help them cultivate the same habit. Instituting a quiet time for you and your children is a good thing. Interestingly after years of seeing me and their father having a quiet time, ours instituted the same for themselves. Children see, children do!
ReplyDeleteWhat a blessing that you openly share your life to encourage others on-line!
Hugs and blessings - Tracey