Many Days

 Many are the days that seem to drag on forever. The days that lessons are a chore that no one wants to accomplish and it's a struggle to get even one done. As with anything else, there are those days. I won't lie. But at the end of those day, when it relief sets in that finally we can say "We made it", I wonder what I've gotten myself into- what I signed myself up for. 

But as I lay in bed before drifting off to sleep, I think that there is nothing else I can imagine spending my time on. 

Well, maybe there are other things I can imagine spending my time on, like: finishing my degree, creating a at-home business like so many other moms have done. But honestly, neither of those things stir my heart like pouring myself into my kids. 

"Pouring." Now there's an interesting choice of verbiage...

I am pouring into my babies. 

But it's widely said that you can't pour from an empty cup. And it's true. 

You can pour all you want to but will be no grace, knowledge, love, wisdom or connection when my cup is empty. 

This is where my faith, my support system, loud music, Dutch Bros coffee and a good book come into play. And who can forget the trip to The Homeschool Store for more books!

And of course there are the days when my kiddos aren't feeling it either. After all, they are human too. They're allowed to have off days. It's part of being a living, breathing, human being. 

Now that's not to say that there aren't times when those little emotions don't trigger my own discomfort, ill-feeling and ruffle my feathers. Some days, it's so easy to forget that they are just as entitled to feel their feelings as I am. Some days it easier said than done. 

But....

I have learned with my kiddos, it's usually hunger/lack of protein, lack of sleep, lack of water, or even just lack of some much-needed Momma-Snuggles. 

It's so easy to get wrapped up in the to-do list of lessons and achievements. It's hard work getting out of that "gotta get done" headspace. But it can be done, with a good song, a moment in The Word, and another cup of coffee. Or, there's always the old momma go-to of hiding in the bathroom or closet for a short spell. 

However you fill your cup, just remember to invest in YOURSELF, with those things that bring YOU joy, Momma. Even if it is what my husband and I call, Bebito Snuggles. Get those baby pheromones. They are the ultimate happy drug.