The last week or so has been especially challenging in toddler world, but today I laughed out loud with both my girls and how awesome is that.
Also, we had a ladybug and a butterfly for our church’s fall festival and they were cute.
Jules has been sleeping arms free (sans swaddle) for two weeks now and it’s going great.
We’re 8 days into Whole30. I’ll explain more when I’m done, but… Yes, it’s challenging in that it takes way more prep work and I run the dishwasher every day. Yes, John is doing it with me. Yes, I feel mostly good, though hungry 90% of the time it seems.
Us girls are getting over a cold (thankfully it wasn’t the flu like 70% of the population) and wowzers does two sick kids and you being sick take a TOLL. I had some dark moments, but John was the best help and encourager and hallelujah for the love of God and close friends.
Been skimming all my favorite Jan Johnson books.
Been practicing this: In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength (Isaiah 30:15).
Been relying on the muscle that is my faith when I haven’t had the energy, gusto or desire for much depth in spiritual things… the muscle of trusting God’s nature, that His eyes are kind, that He’s reaching for me before I even turn toward Him, that’s He ready and delighted to provide for my needs. It’s been foggy over here, a flurry of meeting this need and accomplishing that task, but the muscle stretches and holds. A grace.
Realized that even though it’s chaotic outside, it doesn’t mean my insides can’t be calm. Still working this one out. More to come.