
and breakfast making. I haven’t
stopped moving since I rolled out of bed over an hour ago. As I chug down that first big cup, the
kids chat a mile a minute: everything from the Hobbit, to how to block someone
from scoring a soccer goal, to Sophie’s favorite Care Bear. After their bellies are happily full of
Mickey Mouse pancakes, they run to play before school begins.
and baby in hand. It’s time for quiet.
day. Sometimes I read my bible,
sometimes the daily readings with Blessed is She. Sometimes I just sit there with my head in my
hands and pray. Then I take my planner,
choose the three big tasks I want to accomplish that day and think about
dinner. It’s not fancy, not time intensive…but
wow, has it changed me and how my day goes.
sometimes there are pressing questions to be asked or brotherly squabbles to
break up. I’m so glad quiet time doesn’t require
silence to be fruitful.
has been so helpful with the overwhelming feelings of motherhood and household
keeping. Instead of constantly worrying
about the job I’m doing, I have peace knowing that He is holding my hand every
step of the way. I’m still not a great housekeeper and my to-do list is still
miles long, but that peace that I was so desperately looking for? I’ve found it.