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I've resolved to finish both the book studies begun here. I noticed that both of them petered out in the fall, one last year and one the year before. I figure if I start now, I can finish them both before whatever happens in the fall that makes me not able to finish things.
We were on Habit # 7 of The 10 Habits of Healthy Mothers.
Meg Meeker writes:
"We start to dream about her future because we want more. Maybe we want more than we had, whatever that was or wasn't. We want her to be polite because we weren't. We want her to come home during her summers in college because we never wanted to. She'll have a perfect mom. Our daughter will be the lucky one. We'll give her everything we missed.
"Can't you see? Early in our son's life, we lay out our hopes and dreams, not based on who he is, but on who we are. While we say that we will let him be who he wants to be and that we will love him unconditionally, the reality is, none of us mothers can actually do that. When we go to give him our love, our own needs become kneaded into that love and pretty soon, love can feel messy. But it doesn't have to be."
Ah. That collision of hopes and dreams with the reality that pains mothers so much, particularly as their children move through their teens and early twenties. We have talked about that before and you had plenty to say. It's interesting to me that I think I read this chapter differently than I did two years ago, when I first began this study and first read this book. I think that's because I'm more practiced in collision care. Happens all the time: they don't act according to my perfectly scripted daydreams. It doesn't always go as I'd hoped. Actually, it frequently doesn't go as I'd hoped.
"We fear that if we admit that it's going any way other than what we'd hoped, we'll also have to admit that something is broken in our children, or that something is off in our mothering. Neither of these is a fun thing to accept and so when it comes to feeling humbled or hanging on to a slow burn, we opt for the latter. Being angry is safe. It is easier to swallow than admitting that something is cracked. And it protects us from further hurt."
So let's just get that admission out of the way right now. Let's say it aloud to one another: My kids are broken and so am I. If we can tear down the illusions of perfection and even the expectations of perfection, we can be genuine support to one another. Think about it: how approachable is the perfect woman in the PTO? How eager are you to share a cup of coffee and a heart-to-heart with the lady who has it all together? Let's struggle together. One point that several people spoke to when we listened to the Pat Gohn podcast was the pain caused by competition in friendships. I think we compete with each other and I think we compete with the ideal version of ourselves and our children. Chances are, we learned to do that from our mothers, who had their own ideal versions of themselves and of us, carefully guarded and perpetuated. Depending on how unhealthy this was, those lessons in accepting nothing less than the ideal can be very well ingrained.
It's not too late. We can learn this lesson. Our survival depends on it. If we can give and get love in a healthy manner, we will age beautifully. If we cling to the old paradigm, we will become lonely, embittered shriveled-up old women. I mean that. Nothing will age a woman faster than trying to make her children into something God never inteneded them to be. I promise you that your vision--no matter how lovely--is not God's vision. His is better. It might be really messy getting there. Nothing will make you uglier and more miserable than tightening your controlling grip when love goes awry.
Dr. Meeker suggests four ways to give and get love in a healthy manner.
#1 Take Calculated Risks
This means mom goes first. We tell them first how we feel, we apologize first, and we express our needs aloud. It's a good thing to be vulnerable and to take risks with our love. It's not a good thing to lock our hearts up in a chamber of anger in the hopes we won't be hurt again. With this vocation, comes ample strength and grace to do what we need to do. "If you lay your heart on the table and the person doesn't respond, you handle that. In reality, you can handle far more disappointment than you think you can." What you can't handle--really, truly--is to walk away with your lips pursed and your fist clenched inside your pockets. What you can't handle is anger. It will kill you.
#2 Don't Take Loved Ones So Personally
I think this one is my biggest change since I first started this study. Every time one of my children rejected a component of my Perfect Picture, I took it personally. What was wrong with my ideal? Why deviate from that plan? As they grow, there is great joy in seeing who they are unfold, in seeing the Creator's fingerprints on them. It is somewhat startling, I think, when we begin to recognize that the road to becoming who they truly are is strewn not with rose petals but with all matter of debris. The idyllic path is actually not often trod. Most kids take one of the messier routes and frequently they don't want us along for the ride (or at least they think they don't). They tell us so rather bluntly. Sometimes, "they have temper tantrums directed towards us and try to pull us into their private tornadic whirl." This can be quite startling, to say the least. Tornados suck mothers in. We believe the anger in the vortex.
"We can't afford to do this. When we are hurt by loved ones, we must stand back and assess their words as if we were mothers of toddlers. No, they aren't toddlers, but this helps us be more objective about the problem. When a loved one hurts us...review the words as thogh they were driected at a friend, not us. By removing ourselves from the moment [even if the moment is a season long], we can objectify the words [or actions] and try to see if they are reasonable of not."
#3 Learn to Read Loved Ones and Let Them Read You
The best resources on reading a loved on and letting them read you are Gary Chapman's books. I cannot recommend them highly enough:
The 5 Love Languages of Children
The 5 Love Languages of Teenagers
"Many mothers show love to their kids by cooking their favorite meals, driving them everywhere, or buying them gifts. While our intentions are good, these gestures don't ensure kids feel loved. Certainly kids learn to appreciate the work we do for them as they mature, but in the meantime, it is important to find the small things we can do to let them know that they really are loved by us. While they are growing up in our homes, much of our interaction with our kids is negative because we are correcting them or disciplining them. So find out what makes each child feel loved. When you do this and express it, it will come back to you tenfold.
#4 Express Love Even When You don't Feel Like It
Just be a big girl, already. Quit whining and complaining. Don't stay stuck as an adolescent. Do the hard things. Do them well. And do them gratefully.
"Let's not be foolish The best love relationships require rolling up our sleeves again and again and saying a lot of things we really would rather not. Love requires that we take a deep breath and ask loved ones to forgive us for acting like jerks. It requires saying "no" to our kids and then being willing to reinforce the "no" for hours afterward. It means telling daughters that they can't wear teeny tops and skirts to school even when they wail and cry that kids won't like them. And it demands that we have the "talk" with our sons and daughters over and over about sex too soon with too many partners because hurt always follows. We do these things because we love our kids, but nothing is easy about doing any of them. "
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And it's not just about the kids. One of the greatest predictors of happy mothers is happy marriages. That doesn't mean it's impossible to be a happy single mother with happy kids. It does mean that the path is smoother for women in happy marriages. And by golly, ladies, we have to work at making marriage happy.
"So when a spouse drives us crazy, we must draw on the same internal gift that we use with our kids. Instead of complaining, we need to focus on appreciating him." When we live this model of appreciating over complaining, counting blessings instead of itemizing annoyances, we create a climate of love. Children learn from watching us. Let them learn genuine love in action.
{{This post is the 11th in a series discussing The 10 Habits of Happy Mothers: Reclaiming our Passion, Purpose, and Sanity.}}
The rest of our discussions of The 10 Habits of Happy Mothers: Reclaiming our Passion, Purpose, and Sanity can be found here.
Part 1(discussing Habit 1)
Part 2 (still discussing Habit 1)
Part 3 (still more on Habit 1)
Part 4 (Habit 2: key friendships)
Part 5 (Habit 2: your thoughts on friendship_
Part 6 (Habit 3: Value and Practice Faith)
Part 7(Habit 4: Say No to Competition)
Part 8 (Habit 4: Say No to Competition)
Part 9 (Habit 5: Create a Healthier Relationship with Money)
Part 10 (Habit 6: Make Time for Solitude)
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It's been nearly a week since my iPhone suddenly stopped working. I made a call to my husband that went off without a hitch. Then, I tried to text Colleen. My phone popped up a message that said there was no SIM card. Since there had been a SIM card three seconds earlier for the phone call and I was sitting the same place, with the same phone, I figured it was a little cyber hiccup. Tried again. Same message. Colleen is in the jungle in Costa Rica; only God knows where half the texts I send her actually go. I tried to text Katherine. Katherine is in very civilized Dallas. She has a fully functional iPhone. It didn't work. I tried calling home. Nothing. I tried calling Mary Beth. Nothing.
Over the next couple of days, I backed up everything on my phone and then deleted and reset. Well, I tried to reset. One cannot reset without a SIM card and my phone continues to insist I don't have one. After two very disappointing trips to AT&T and Apple, I still don't know why my phone doesn't work. I do know that, at the time it suddenly quit working, I was 24 days past my warranty.
My husband is going to try to see if he commands more respect from either AT&T or Apple. Mike spent all last week in Miami. Just as he arrived home for the weekend, his studio in DC flooded. My sense is that between catching up at the DC office and mopping up at the DC office, phone relacement for me is going to slip a bit on the priority list. I'm actually fine with that for now.
It's become a bit of an experiment. I decided not to fight it too much. This was as good a time as any for an Instagram break. I set a limit on Facebook to 5 minutes a day, mostly just to check local groups with pertinent kid information. And I promised myself to embrace this opportunity to re-think my habits before getting a new phone.
I figured it would be a day or two. It's not, but God knows I'm a slow learner.
I do miss my phone. First, I miss it for the genuinely important things. There are at least three life-or-death situation text messages I have not read. Two are from friends facing tragic illness. One is much happier. When one of my friends in a tragic situation told me on Friday that she was worried I was mad at her because she'd been texting with bad news for three days and I hadn't responded, I felt terribly. I had put the word out on Facebook that my phone was out of commission, but that's not very reliable, is it? She and I made a promise to have a good, long face-to-face chat. Still, though, I'm haunted that I wasn't there to help in the moment.
When my phone first died, I felt very out of sorts. My phone, for better or worse, is an integral tool in many of my habits. I quickly learned that I check my mail far more often than necessary. Still, since I wasn't checking mail, I nearly missed the email demanding that I fax Stephen's sub order before a deadline or leave him to go hungry on a long out-of-town soccer trip. I've been checking too often, but how often is enough? I have no idea. One of the reasons I wanted a smart phone was because so many people associated with my children assume everyone has one. Checking mail whenever, wherever makes my mom job more efficient.
My prayer routine was seriously affected. Nearly everything was tied to my phone. I've since transferred prayers and such to paper, but I do miss the ease with which it was all there, ready and waiting. And I miss my chapel bells. On the other hand, I like very much that my phone isn't the last thing I put to bed at night these days. I think I will continue to keep night prayers in paper format even after I have a new phone.
I miss my iPhone camera. Ideally, its absence will force me to get to know my new camera and lens. My iPhone was instrumental in developing in me an eye for capturing moments in pictures. Before my iPhone, my brain always processed even the simplest things in words. I did--and still do--think in narrative. After getting an iPhone--now 1 year and 30 days ago--I began to think in pictures too. Or, maybe I always thought in pictures, but now I had a tool for capturing those thoughts with images. I miss that. A lot.
And I am pretty bummed that I missed the virtual waiting room texting party while a small group of us prayed for Patti as she labored and delivered her baby boy on Mother's Day. Early in the labor (the day before Mother's Day), I got an "I'm so sorry your phone doesn't work" email and I suggested that updates be texted to Christian's phone. Poor Christian, it was more than he really wanted to know! Poor me. Christian passed along news when it was convenient, not as it was happening. I had promised Patti to pray and pray I did. I didn't need to know the details. God knew. So often, when we get a prayer request, we press for details. Those details don't make us better prayer warriors. They just satisfy our curiosity. So, I prayed without knowing the updates in real time. I will admit, however, that I broke down on Sunday and asked for Mary Beth's iPhone so I could log out of her Instagram account and on to my own, only to see pictures of Patti's baby.
I was very late to the cell phone party. Everyone I knew had a cell phone when I first got mine for Mother's Day, 12 years ago. It was a super simple phone. I didn't want a phone I could take with me, but our house was on the market and our realtor really thought it was a good idea. I rarely called anyone but Mike. And when Mike called me, he could almost never reach me. It drove him nuts. I always deliberately left the phone in the car. I figured I only needed it when away from the house, so why even bring it inside? If it was in the car, I wouldn't forget it. I existed that way until about last year.
Until 1 year and 30 days ago, I didn't have a smartphone. I didn't even have a QWERTY keyboard. And I didn't much mind. I really wanted an iPhone for the camera. Since acquiring a smartphone, I've learned to appreciate text messaging. Mostly, I love to be able to send little notes to my husband and children. With Mike, I flirt. With my kids, it's so handy to be able to text, "Dude, I just put Sarah to sleep AGAIN up here. I don't care if it's overtime, do not yell at that TV, no matter how great the goal." And yes, I write it all out, just like that, with commas and such, because by golly, if we are all going to being writing so much more than we used to, let's practicing writing well.
Frantic bedtime texts aside, I am definitely missing being able to text my kids. I didn't recognize what a great tool texting has been in staying very connected to my teens.
When my phone first went down, I posted to Facebook. I was looking for suggestions on fixing it and I wanted to let people who usually call or text know that I was out of touch. Gretchen wrote this comment:
I haven't had a cell phone since December...sadly, that coincides with the date I lost all my friends. I am completely isolated from all my real life "friends."
I replied: do you still have a home phone? Can you call that way? Can you email them?
And she said: I can call them or email them...but, most people want to text so they won't call me. I have a whole blog post going together on how the cell phone/internet ruined real conversations and friendships.
I thought she must be exceptionally unlucky in friendship. I have since discovered that there is a certain degree of truth to what she's saying. People are in the habit of texting instead of talking. It's been very quiet around here, despite my repeated attempts to persuade people to call my home phone. And of course, I'm much less available to those people because I'm only available when I'm at home. It's been really interesting to see how that dynamic works. It's also been very heartwarming to know that there are some people in my life who will always find a way to share.
It's going to be at least a couple more days until I have a cell phone again. I'm still thinking for that perfect balance of use. Surely, most people who read this will think I'm overthinking and it's ridiculous.
Regardles the outcome of this experiment, I need to cultivate a big camera habit. I have no pictures of the beautiful Mother's Day dinner Mike and Christian crafted. I have no pictures of Patrick (and Zach), bearing roses and surprising me with a visit on Mother's Day. I have no pictures of the glorious place where Nick played soccer. Well, actually, Mike took about a zillion pictures of Sarah there and they are wonderful. I asked him to send them to me, but he must have sent the small files. They're all pixelated. Maybe I can share those tomorrow. There no chance I'm calling the flood zone (from my home phone) and asking him to send the large files.
Mary Beth did grab the big camera a few times last weekend. Nick and I spent several hours on Saturday trying to tame the jungle that wants to be my rose garden again.They were mostly prickly weeds and it was slow going. Thank goodness for Christian, who bagged eight lawn bags full of the debris. I was undistracted by texting or by photographing. We made great progress, but there are still plenty of weeds to pull. Maybe once they're all gone, a phone will appear. Or maybe not.
For more about the lovely chair (including a tutorial) and for an introduction to my new favorite blog, click here. You will be so glad you did.
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{Sorry this is late; my model needed a little extra beauty sleep before her photo shoot this morning.)
Good morning!
I've got real quick sewing update for you. I made Karoline a popover sundress. It turns out that it did, indeed, take about as long to make as the doll one I made last week. I have fabric all cut and ready to make Sarah a matching one today. Katie and I talked about how cute it would be to make summertime tops out of the same pattern, just hemming them at about a high hip length. Unfortunately, the pattern stops at Size 8. So, I'd have to re-draft the pattern on my own for Katie. I'm mulling the possiblities, doubting my ability to modify, but swaying with her earnest pleading. It looks like Leisl did draft it, but I don't think it's out there anywhere...
I'll report to you next week.
My reading this week is re-reading. I never finished the book study of The 10 Habits of Happy Mothers or the one of Mission of Motherhood. I'd like to finish both in the next few weeks. So, re-reading it is!
What are you up to? Stitching? Reading? Tell me about it!
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I finished knitting Katie's sweater just before Karoline's First Communion. So, she got to wear it with her Easter dress on First Communion Day. She was thrilled. Me? Not so much. It's full of mistakes. I wish I knew what they were. I mean, I know they're mistakes, but I don't know why. A girl can't learn from her mistakes unless she knows why. My plan is to photograph all the mistakes and email them to a friend.
I was thinking yesterday about how I learned to knit. True, Elizabeth came one weekend and overwhelmed me with knitting love. I didn't really get to learn much that weekend, though. Then, Ginny unraveled my knots in real life. That was good. But I still didn't know how to knit. It was important to Elizabeth that I learn, so it became important to me. Carmen became dedicated to the cause, too, and suggested a pattern and sent me the link. Elizabeth dyed and spun the yarn and then tutored me through 5 or 6 of those sweaters via email. Katherine has encouraged every step of the way, via email or Instagram. Ladies, I learned to knit on the internet! This makes me giggle.
I'm going to email my mistakes to Carmen and try to learn a little more.
The internet has exploded in the last ten years--there's so much we can learn here. I dug out a very familiar book the other day. And I started re-reading. I think I wanted my younger self to give my now self a good kick in the pants. It worked. I'm sprucing my education plans here.
Someone (actually, more than one someone) wrote to me and mentioned how much she'd like to see me update and republish Real Learning. I've been reluctant. For whatever reason (or for a myriad of reasons), I've never been inclined to re-publish.
One day recently though, Aimee offered an idea that does appeal to me. Actually, Mary Beth, Christian, and Aimee each offered the idea separately, but it didn't really seem feasible until I talked it all through with Aimee.
What if the new version of the book weren't a book at all? What if it were a workshop? Eight or ten installments with various chapters from the book, all updated with links and photos and video. What if the "Words from the Wise" section checked in with veteran homeschoolers and what if we created community? What if we set aside a small space online to encourage one another to educate our children wholeheartedly (whether homeschoolers or not)? What if we engaged in conversation and those of us who have been at this a long time recommitted to our ideals, while sharing hard-earned wisdom with younger moms whose enthusiasm is contagious? Yes! I'd like to see the book become a big idea like that one.
What do you think?
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Twenty-three years ago, on May 6, doctors warned us that we'd never have another baby. We hit our knees. We begged for a miracle. Really, really begged.
We welcomed Matthew Christian into our world two years later.
Our miracle.
Not a day goes by that I don't look at him and say, "Thank you."
I'm so grateful for this boy, so very grateful.
(video credit: Mary Beth. Many thanks to Stephen for digging through boxes to find pictures.)
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The internet is a formidable force for bringing the comfort and consolation and hope of the Lord to all of us. It can be an incredibily powerful medium for community. There is an unfathomable resource for prayer here. We have on the 'net the privilege of praying for people and of being witness to the miracles brought forth when fervent, faith-filled people pray for one another.
Let's be that community of hope and faith for one another.
How about this idea? What if I pop in here every weekend, share Sunday's gospel and talk a wee bit about how we can live it and pray it in our homes? And then you tell me how we can pray for you that week? Deal?
{And please, do return and let us know how prayer is bearing fruit.}
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After you listen, come back here, because there's something in it for you and for the community here at Heart of My Home.
Let's have a conversation. I really, truly want to hear your heart on this topic and I want to share with you in the combox.
Winning a copy of this book is very simple. Listen to the podcast. And then join the conversation. If you come back here to chat with me, you will automatically be entered to win a copy of Blessed, Beautiful, and Bodacious. I'll announce the winner right here, next week:-)
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I find myself:
::noticing God's glory
Our rose garden is overrun with weeds. Patrick is home for a few days, so I'd hoped he'd conquer it. He went out, took a look, and came back inside and said he doesn't have time. Ah, well. Perhaps I can do it next week. Kristin has big plans for our gardens. The weather is fine these days. I'm hoping we can get out it in it together and do some serious planting.
::listening to
Coffee shop noises. This soccer season, I haven't spent much time writing in coffee shops. I haven't spent much time writing at all. This afternoon, with two hours to catch up a bit, feels like such a gift!
::clothing myself in
Jeans, T-shirt with lace, lightweight cardigan, light dangling earrings. The spring and fall are my favorite months for clothing.
::talking with my children about these books
Heaven is Here- -Mary Beth and I are sharing this one. I found it to be a wonderful book to hand off to a teenaged daughter.
The Omnivore's Dilemma: The Secret Behind What You Eat, Young Reader's Edition. ---Nick and I are reading this one
We are going to take on this reading challenge this month. Actually, I'm making it a writing challenge, having my kids share their little bookshelves with you here. I'm going to take on the challenge at Instagram (where I'm already behind) and the children are going to write here. Soon. I promise;-)
::thinking and thinking
about a little bit of a miracle in my overactive brain. On April 29th, I marked 23 years since I was diagnosed with cancer. That day, I noticed that when a friend (Hi, Jen!) posted to Facebook about a local wine and farm event that featured an awesome fundraising cause and her spectacularly awesome (priest) brother as an auctioneer and my favorite vineyard, I did something I have not done in 23 years. I said I couldn't make it this year, but I was a definite for next year. In 23 years, I've never let my brain go there, never assumed next year. Of course, none of us knows if we'll be around next year. But normal people do say, "I'll see you next year" or "Let's plan on next year." I never have.
But I just did.
I think that might be progress. Maybe. What's amazing to me about this whole thing is that I've had a super hard time getting out from under the shadow of cancer the last few months. I've had to do some hard work reconciling survivorship in my own soul. It's not like one day you have cancer and then you're cured and then life rolls on as normal. Physically, nothing is the same again. I'm aware that I'm in uncharted territory. Treatment for my particular disease was changing so rapidly when I was being treated that there are just a handful of us who make up this cohort of survivors. Most people I know in that cohort have some pretty significant longterm effects. I have definitely been spooked.
Part of renewal for me has been confronting this fear and then working to weave a positive strategy of care and realistic awareness into my days. So, hey, chemo destroyed my gut and it's still messed up 23 years later. OK. Time to learn to be assertive about what I can and cannot eat in order to protect myself. And yes, I have a one in three chance of getting breast cancer because I was radiated. But gosh, if pregnancy and extended breastfeeding are protective measures, show me someone has has more of those than I do;-).
And, somewhere, deep down inside, I just had the confidence to say, "Next year..."
::pondering prayerfully
“When we honestly ask ourselves which persons in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”
― Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Road to Daybreak: A Spiritual Journey
::carefully cultivating rhythm
I'm here to tell every mom trying to "balance" (hah!, what a joke) work and home, that it's possible to ask God for direction about one's professional life every day for nearly a year. And then, in a fifteen minute time span, have Him make himself abundantly clear. I feel more at peace in my skin and with my plans than I have in a very long time.
::creating by hand
The girls need some summer clothes as soon as possible. My sewing mission is critical.
::learning lessons in
community. I think that a lot of my notions of community, both online and in real life, have shifted dramatically over the last couple years. I'm very grateful for the insight. And I'm very grateful for a genuinely diverse community.
::encouraging learning
We are finishing up Karoline's First Communion notebook this week. May is going to be all about math for everyone. I have some very lofty goals for the month, but if we can achieve them, I think I'll call the year a huge success.
::begging prayers
these prayers are still very, very much on my heart:
For a child of mine who needs big infusions of grace. Please pray with me?
For my friend Barbara's new grandson, Isaac. (So far, both our homeschooling-friends-grown-up who have had babies have named them Isaac.) He was born three weeks ago, by emergency c-section, six weeks early. He and his mom are doing fine, but his time in the NICU just keeps extending. Your prayers for recovery and growth and NICU grace are very much appreciated.
And for Rick Warren, his son, and his family.
and a new one:
Mary Beth sustained a significant injury to her Achilles last weekend. It's never fun to be injured, but it's especially difficult when you train all year for a very short competition season and you find you're going to miss a huge chunk of it. Please pray that she will have the strength and grace to bear the crosses that come with this time of stillness.
::keeping house
One must be home in the house in order to adequately keep the house. That is all.
::crafting in the kitchen
Paddy is home for a few days to study between the end of classes and the beginning of exams. Hence, I am free to drive to soccer and sit in a coffee shop with you. He is at home making a trademark chicken fried steak dinner.
::loving the moments
When a faraway friend calls just as some interesting things are happening in my inbox and she is able to help me make sense of it in real time.
::giving thanks
for hope.
living the liturgy
Karoline will receive her First Communion this weekend. I've never seen a child more excited about Jesus! Please note: it's Thursday as I write and she still has no dress, veil, or shoes. I hate that this seems like an eighth child kind of thing. I care very much about this special day; I'm just having trouble making decisions and I absolutely detest shopping and my favorite Catholic store has gone out of business...That flower girl dress is looking like a very good option.
::planning for the week ahead
My precious second son will turn 21 on Monday. This fact astounds me. I still can't get over the miracle of him. I will never get over the miracle of him. ...
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What about you? Sewing? Reading? A little of both? What's on your summer reading list? Do you have a summer sewing list? Or are you embroidering? Pulling a needle with thread through lovely fabric to make life more beautiful somehow? Would you share with us just a single photo (or more) and a brief description of what you're up to? Will you tell us about what you're reading, also? Would you talk sewing and books with us? I'd love that so much.
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There is a sweet new meme floating around Instagram to start the month of May. Using the hashtag #mylittlbookcase, folks are invited to share the best of children's books. I'm going to join in on Instagram. You can follow along @heartofmyhome, or just click the camera icon on the top right of the sidebar.
Here on the blog, I've invited my ten-year-old daughter, Katie, to share her favorites every day. Maybe you have a young writer who'd like to join her?
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I was up early this morning to write nearly 800 words about how inspired I am by the confidence of my children. I got all those thoughts onto the digital page and uploaded five out of six pictures. Then, Typepad crashed. Poof! The words disappeared.
The thing is, I write because the words are inside of me and they beg to escape. These words aren't in me any longer. I'm not sure where they are, but they aren't here. I wrote them.
So, I Ieave you with pictures. I only wish I had pictures of the boys. Even though I wasn't with them this weekend, they were very much a part of my confidence inspiration and they were there in the words...
Have a very blessed day!
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“I gave her a share in this love, which is the Holy Spirit, within her will by making her will strong to endure suffering and to leave her house, in My name, to give birth to the virtues for her neighbors. Not that she abandons the house of self-knowledge, but the virtues conceived by the impulse of love come forth from that house. She gives birth to them as her neighbors need them, in many different ways. For the fear she had of not showing herself, lest she lose her own consolation, is gone. After she has come to perfect, free, love, she lets go of herself, and comes out, as I have described."
~ Our Lord to St. Catherine of Siena
Pray
Dear Lord, Help me to go forth from my house with confidence, knowing that you will show me the countless ways that I can love my neighbor. Help me to forget myself and instead, to offer genuine consolation and friendship to those around me.
Act
Do it. See the weary soul, the wisp of hair that needs a gentle tuck, the shoulders that could use a hug. Have the courage to reach out.
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The internet is a formidable force for bringing the comfort and consolation and hope of the Lord to all of us. It can be an incredibily powerful medium for community. There is an unfathomable resource for prayer here. We have on the 'net the privilege of praying for people and of being witness to the miracles brought forth when fervent, faith-filled people pray for one another.
Let's be that community of hope and faith for one another.
How about this idea? What if I pop in here every weekend, share Sunday's gospel and talk a wee bit about how we can live it and pray it in our homes? And then you tell me how we can pray for you that week? Deal?
{And please, do return and let us know how prayer is bearing fruit.}
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Most of my "sewing" this week has been of the lace/sequin/tulle type. And it's not really sewing; it's more "rigging." When you measure and order costumes months in advance, there's a good chance lots of them won't fit at showtime. Time doesn't stand still and little girls grow (big girls do, too). I've seen lots of sizes and shapes in the same costumes in the past couple weeks and it has me thinking about those all too familiar themes. One of the reasons we made a dramatic change in studios last year was I was super concerned about emotional balance. We've found it here, I think. But, oh my! What a lot of work the whole wardrobe thing is:-) Well worth the tradeoff to be surrounded by healthy bodies of all shapes and sizes.
Karoline has organized our sewing box to take on the road. The girls have a dance competition in Baltimore this weekend. We're ready to go and I'm here to tell you that packing for dance is very different from packing for soccer:-). Quite an education I've gained this spring. Soccer was a good warmup; packing for dance is not for the faint of heart.
I've been promising Karoline I'd sew with her "for real"--promising for about three weeks. Sigh. Life is rocking and rolling here, folks. Sewing keeps getting shoved. As Karoline gets older, I notice more and more how "spirited" she is. She flits; she floats. For the most part, we've just smiled at her along the way. But as she gets older and, say, she is called to pay attention to a dance for a whole three minutes, we're noticing how easily distracted she is. We've been down this road before--I'm determined to apply what I've learned. Reading? I'm dusting off my favorite parenting book: Raising Your Spirited Child. I'm also doing a great deal of research on essential oils. We've always dabbled with these-- little lavender on the sheets, eucalyptus with Espom salts in the tub, tea tree oil for almost everything else. Now I'm seeing how essential oils might be helpful in lots of other ways, including focus and anxiety and hyperactivity.
Back to the sewing promise. Karoline was flitting all over the house this morning. There is a pre-competition pep rally in 7 hours and 13 minutes (who's counting, right?). She's so excited she cannot contain herself. Mike is working from home. He required complete quiet for a conference call. Um. "Karoline, how 'bout we go in the sewing room and close the door?" The only way to quiet her is to have her focused and on my lap. We made a cover for her new journal (inspired by the Junie B. Jones books). Just a few straight seams and she sighed happily, "Oh, I love that feel! Don't you love the way you feel when the sewing machine is humming and fabric is in your hands?"
Yes, my sweetheart, I do. And I'm grateful it calms us both.
What are you sewing and reading this week? I really do want to hear all about it!
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...just one more day of babymoon.
To hold you close all day and night, while the world swirls by.
To know that no one expects either of us to do anything except be here in the quiet and sweetness of each other.
To inhale that precious baby smell, blessedly sure that nothing, no one, has yet hurt you.
To hope and pray, with wide-eyed innocence, that no one ever will.
To rest in the assurance that I can provide absolutely everything you need today.
Right now.
I'd dearly love just one more day of that kind of mothering.
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Even one hour of it would be a welcome gift.
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These days are moving so fast that I struggle to capture them. I'm finding that this season of life is more active than the previous one. And all my moving is mostly happening outside my home. No more am I turning circles within my own four walls, wee ones tugging on the hem of my shirt and babies neslted into front pack carriers. Now, I'm strategizing about how to most efficiently take my show on the road and be where I need to be to meet their needs: orthodontist, dance, soccer, doctor, gym, tutor, park. The list is long and varied. They are mostly moving targets and my days of coming up with a standard schedule for a whole season or even for a year at a time are long past. Every day is new.
I have been challenged to move through these days with peace and to pursue my plan to renew my body, soul, and spirit. I thought renewal would be mostly about snuggling under quilts with knitting and copious amounts of tea. Not so much. There is tea. It's not caffeinated any more. I gave up caffeine (in pursuit of genuine renewal) back in January. I'm drinking lots of hibiscus tea these days. Did you know that hibiscus tea can lower one's blood pressure? Mine's down 14 points. Might be the tea. Might be the exercise. Might be the diet. Might be the essential oils. Or maybe it's just renewal kicking in. Since I don't know, I guess I'll have to keep doing all of the above.
I am challenged to see in these days the opportunities for renewal even in the midst of moving. For an introvert, this has been a challenge. Intentional self care is new to me. It's not the way I was raised and honestly, it's not the way I mothered in the first couple of decades. I'm good at giving and sacrifice. I'm just learning about loving onself so as to better love one's neighbor.
Michele put it well last week:
Mothers in particular can struggle with this. It feels selfish to take that time alone with God but taking time to nourish your relationship with God isn't selfishness, it's self-care and there a very big difference. By nature we are self-focused beings and that isn't an accident. While it has been distorted by sin, it is actually intended for our good and properly focused can be a path to growing in holiness. "Love your neighbor as yourself" assumes that we will love ourselves.
Not in an egotistical way but in the way that God does. Desiring the highest and best good for us, that of union with Him and eternal life. That is self-care. ~Michele Quigley, In God's Time
Aha! In order to truly love well, we need to learn to care for ourselves. Particularly if we come from homes where nurturing was in short supply, we need to learn to nurture ourselves--to be good mothers to ourselves so that we can be good mothers to our children.
So, these days I'm finding pockets of nurture in the midst of crazy. My husband is my biggest help in this endeavor. Last week, despite a ridiculous four day stretch of non-negotiables crowding our schedules, he insisted on a Friday night date. It was a lovely excuse to wear pretty new shoes and sit for spell in the tasting room of our favorite winery and just catch up with one another (and our friends at Rapphannock).
Sure, that meant that plans for Kristin's birthday dinner morphed into takeout instead of home-cooked because I couldn't pull off the planned dinner. But Mike knows how to craft a pretty awesome takeout menu and we definitely rocked the chocolate cake (recipe below;-). And there is something to be said about giving someone a great pair of running shoes along with the richest chocolate cake on the planet.
Looking for pockets of renewal means recognizing blessings where they are unexpected. My sewing room is mostly untouched these days (except for the messes little girls keep making while rummaging to find scraps to craft doll clothes), but that doesn't mean I haven't fed my creative spirit. I'm spending hours at a table at the dance studio, tacking petals of lace to layers of netting or gluing rhinestones to wide brimmed hats. I'm brainstorming ways to make too-small costumes fit or to find other ones that do and to change gears at the last moment. True, these aren't quiet hours in my light-filled home studio. Instead, they are hours in the company of sweet women whose daughters dance with mine and who feed my creative spirit with their own. It's the closest I've ever come to a sewing circle or crafting co-op. Gift. Truly.
Often--always?--when time starts spinning and I want more control (or to comfort myself with the illusion of control), I look to my my internet usage. I think that I just need to curtail it all. Um. No. Not this time. As a matter of fact, this time I saw a meme floating around Instagram. It was picture of guy who said something like, "I had no internet on my phone for a day and look what I accomplished: finally graduated, got married, gave the dog a bath, etc, etc." And of course, that got me thinking. What would happen if didn't have internet on my phone for a day? And the next day? I had answers.
Nothing happened. It was pretty much business as usual. So, yeah, it's not the internet this time. On a related note, though, I have adjusted my "Do Not Disturb" time on my phone. With the exception of immediate family, my phone knows not to ding, ring, or ping me from 9:00 PM to 9:00 AM. And I promised my phone not to bother it either. Just don't touch it between those hours. We're both good with it.
Michele has lots of good thoughts in her post. Here's where I admit that I didn't read it before I posted it and I didn't read the whole thing until several days later. I'm sure there's some irony in not having time to read a time management post. I'm finding lately that I don't have very many decisions to make regarding time management. Most decisions are made for me and I just do the next thing. The greatest decision I make is to be flexible, to bend in the direction I'm being called--to recognize that my plan might not be the best plan and that I best plan to hear His plan.
There are dust bunnies under my couch. This state of affairs is so not me. Yesterday, sitting on a black floor at the dance studio while Katie and Karoline rehearsed their solos, I was overcome with needing to grab a broom. I swept that floor clean. There are still dust bunnies at home, but the dance floor is cleaner. Productivity? Not so much. Instead, I'm being called to being where my children are and often to being still there. I makes me a little crazy. Apparently, though, renewal for me means learning not to equate that checked off to-do list [::clean house ::homecooked meals ::laundry all caught up ::bathrooms sparkling] with personal worth. That doesn't mean I don't still think homemaking is very much worth the bother. It just means that I'm coming to recognize more clearly that the value isn't in the productivity, but in the love behind it. And when we love well, we love ourselves enough to recognize that we can't do it all. We can't check off everything on the list all the time. And we are not failures if we choose the better over the good.
Productivity is not a virtue --which isn't to say that it can't be virtuous but sanctity doesn't consist in the works we do but in how we respond to God's invitations in our soul. We have a duty to God and to our families and justice demands that we fulfill that duty, but LOVE must hold primacy of place and productivity can only be at the service of love. ~ In God's Time
These days are full. They have a cadence that is very new to me. But they are good. And if I am alert and aware to His plan, they are full of opportunities to renew.
Michael's favorite Kahlua cake
1 package devil's food cake mix (without pudding in the mix)
1 package (5.9 ounces) instant chocolate pudding
1 cup of Kahlua
1 cup sour cream
1 stick of butter, melted
4 large eggs
6 ounces mini semi-sweet chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 350 and place the rack in the center. Coat a tube pan with oil and flour. Combine all ingredients except the chocolate chips and mix on low for a minute. Scrape down the sides and mix on medium for 2 minutes more. Fold in chocolate chips. Bake for 50-60 minutes. Test with a toothpick, but know that if you hit a chocolate chip, it's not going to come out clean. Just use common sense. Cool in the pan on a wire rack for at least 20 minutes. Invert. Remove the pan. Cool completely and dust with powdered sugar or go for it and make it super decadent:
Kahlua Sauce
We topped the cake with vanilla bean ice cream and spooned this over top. It just sort of happened, using leftovers from cake ingredients.
1 stick of butter
1 cup of semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 cup Kahlua
1 cup of sour cream
Melt the butter and then stir the chocolate chips in to melt them. When they are completely melted, stir the Kahlua into the chocolate until thoroughly mixed. Carefully, fold the sour cream into the mixture. Spoon over cake or ice cream. Or just eat it by the spoonful!
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This is my favorite week of the year. It doesn’t always fall on the same week on the calendar, but it always falls in April and it’s always celebrated the same way in our family. We call it “Bluebell Week” and we delay our spring break until the blue flowers bloom along the banks of Bull Run. When those sweet flowers start to chime, we heed the call and pack blankets and sunscreen and water shoes and head for the creek.
Please read the rest here and let's talk about how important it is to get outside and what the benefits are when we spend time in nature. What are your favorite ways to get out and play?
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A Guest Post by Michele Quigley
As someone who created and publishes a daily planner I am often asked questions about time management and organization. People assume that I am naturally organized. I'm not, which is part of the reason I created a planner in the first place. Organization and time management have been a struggle for me for a long time and while I am most certainly not perfect at it now, I have learned a few things along the way and [mostly] have a handle on it in terms of my family's needs and what works for us. That being said, please know that anything you find of value here today is only because through His mercy and grace, God has allowed me to fall on my face enough times in my 28 years of marriage and 27 years of motherhood to know where I need work. Know too that while I have a pretty clear picture of what needs to happen, I don't always practice it. I am most certainly a work in progress.
Although time management and organization go hand in hand, I really believe that time management has to come first. You can have all the great organizing ideas in the world but if you don’t manage your time well, things won’t get done.I know from personal experience that being able to effectively manage my time is the key to getting the most my day and avoiding burnout. How each of us goes about it will be unique to our situation but I do believe there are some concepts central to effective time management. My suggestions here are meant to help and I implore you not to let them overwhelm you. What I offer is based on experience and research but ultimately it is my opinion. In this small space I can really only scratch the surface of a very big topic. This is simply a starting point in an ongoing, ever changing and highly individual journey.
The problem of time management can be complex because everyone’s issues are different. Your life situation, what season you are in, how you manage stress and so on, all factor into what your time management struggles may be. The answer though, is relatively simple in that the goal is to be able to manage your time so that you get done the things that need to get done, arrive where you need to on time and prepared, and not neglect your family or yourself.
There are many books, programs and systems out there for time management and it can be overwhelming wading through all of them. Most of them offer good advice but the only right system or method is the one that fits you, your style, your personality and your family. That's the key to making it all work. Knowing what you need and finding the way to do it.
Let's begin.
Putting first things first
Before undertaking any new plan or routine there are some things that have to be in place. No plan or system will work long term if you don't put first things first. I believe it is essential to start by nourishing your interior life. Growing in your relationship with Christ is vital to being able to effectively manage your time and your life. You must pray. Daily and if at all possible, first thing. It can be tempting to allow the busyness and distractions of life to encroach on your time alone with God and I know it can sometimes feel like you are just too busy for a regular prayer time. The truth is, the busier you are the more you need it.
Mothers in particular can struggle with this. It feels selfish to take that time alone with God but taking time to nourish your relationship with God isn't selfishness, it's self-care and there a very big difference. By nature we are self-focused beings and that isn't an accident. While it has been distorted by sin, it is actually intended for our good and properly focused can be a path to growing in holiness. "Love your neighbor as yourself" assumes that we will love ourselves.
Not in an egotistical way but in the way that God does. Desiring the highest and best good for us, that of union with Him and eternal life. That is self-care.
Selfishness and vanity on the other hand eat away at the soul. They can never be satisfied and they leave us wanting more of the same all the while becoming angry and bitter about what we do not have and cannot do. Self-care, being in relationship with God and nourishing that relationship as the primary one in our lives, fills us with love and overflows into our lives. We want more yes but we want God and we want others to know Him too. It inspires our actions and thinking and helps us to live as children of the light.
You can't give what you don't have. Oh sure, you can serve others for a time while ignoring your interior life but eventually you will burn out. All the saints knew this, they knew how important it was to nourish their interior life and it was only through grace that they were able to do all the things they did --that they were able to love so much. Certainly our Lord Himself set the example for us in this, taking to time to pray in solitude regularly.
Please don't misunderstand. I am not telling you to neglect your duty to your vocation. You have to do what you have to do, but I have never found it true that God will so allow my duties to overwhelm me that I cannot find time for Him. When I have been unable to find that time it has almost always been my doing by allowing things to intrude on my time, having higher expectations of myself than He does and often simply trying to do too much.
Realize the great gift that prayer is and ask God for the grace to desire it and the time to do it. He can and will make a way when it seems there isn't one.
Coupled with prayer I highly recommend journaling. When I finally, after many years of resisting, began journaling daily I was able to have much more insight into my life and gain a much greater sense of balance. I can't stress enough how this has helped me. For me journaling and prayer go hand in hand. My journal is a prayer journal and so often I hear God speak to my heart through my journaling. Growth in holiness comes through self awareness. We become aware of our faults and defects yes but also our heart's needs, our talents and our gifts --some that we may not have even realized we had. These are all things that God understands even better than we do and that He wants us to understand and show us how to use for His greater glory.
Grab a notebook and start writing. Yes, writing as in with pen and paper. Try not to use a computer and at all costs resist the urge to get online before you pray or journal. Unless there is really an emergency that needs attending, your e-mail, Facebook and whatever else can wait. Trust me it's not worth it.
Why paper? Why do I stress writing by hand and why do I publish and use a paper planner when there are so many useful electronic gadgets out there? Well I do use those wonderful gadgets for many things but I also know that writing by hand is incredibly beneficial. Research shows that the hand has a unique relationship with the brain when it comes to composing thoughts and ideas and brain scans have shown that sequential finger movements, the strokes you make to form a letter, activate massive regions involved in thinking, language and working memory. One study showed that people write more words, faster and express more ideas when writing by hand versus using a keyboard. I know that's certainly true for me. There's something very soothing about writing by hand and I find it tends to calm my mind and give me clarity. I began journaling reluctantly but I continue it earnestly.
As aside note, handwriting also implies intimacy --a familiarity that's lost with type. My mother was an excellent typist. She learned to type in school and used it throughout her life. I remember as a child watching her fingers fly on the typewriter. However, she also wrote things by hand and she had beautiful handwriting. She's gone now, she died a year ago and I miss very much but last week as I was going through her sewing box (which as the only seamstress of my sisters, I inherited) I came across a slip of paper with directions written on it in my mother's handwriting. Immediately I felt a sense of comfort from seeing her handwriting --something that was uniquely hers. A typewritten note wouldn't have had the same effect. I can't tell you how grateful I was for that slip of paper in that moment.
If you haven't written by hand in a while I will tell you that your hand and arm will tire easily at first. But as with any form of exercise they will grow stronger with use.
Where do I go from here?
Once you've put first things first what comes next? Make a list of anything and everything that's on your mind in relation to managing your time and getting organized. From the big to the small, the monumental to the mundane. All of it.
Don't worry about form and order yet, just get it down. You can use your computer for this task but I find writing it by hand to be the best way to start and then organizing it on my computer later.
Next, ask yourself these questions and take notes as you answer them:
Do I get the things done that need to be done? If not why not?
Do you get the things done that I want to do? If not, why not?
What isn't working? or What do I need to get a handle on?
What can I drop? and What would I LIKE to drop?
What's working? Don't skip this one! You need to see what IS working in order to get a clear picture and keep yourself from feeling overwhelmed with all that needs done.
Lastly, what are my priorities? Remember that what’s a priority for one person doesn’t even make the list for another person. You'll need to take the time to really think and pray about your priorities. This question is last on purpose. After you get everything else down go through it and ask yourself how it all lines up with your priorities. You might be surprised.
This list is going to be the basis for forming your plan and it can take some time to compile but unless you have a clear picture of what the problem is you can't fix it.
As you go through this process keep a few things in mind. I like to use the acronym RFB when forming a plan of action. RFB stands for *Rhythm, Flexibility and Balance*
Rhythm:
Years ago when my family was growing and we started homeschooling, I was struggling to keep up and my husband suggested that I need a "schedule". Now, I am a right brained, free spirited, creative kind of girl and I have to tell you, that word --schedule --struck terror into my heart. To me it sounded like a straight jacket of drudgery. I was homeschooling my children because I wanted our days to be free and flowing, happy and calm. My children are creative (I believe we all are) and creative people need time to create, time to let ideas percolate, time to look around and be inspired.
What I quickly learned was that without a system of order and some structure those things don't happen. They get pushed way to the back while I spend time trying to manage the chaos.
To be honest I still don't really like the word schedule, because so many things change daily in a growing family. There's a lot of flux and we need flexibility.
What we have is a "rhythm" {a movement, fluctuation, or variation marked by the regular recurrence or natural flow of related elements.--Webster's} .
Each family's rhythm is unique because each family is unique. Take a few minutes to think about your family and the way it operates. Go back to your list and look at what you said was working well. That's your rhythm.
Now think about what things are disrupting your rhythm. The "what isn't working" and "what do I need to get a handle on" answers are your disruptions.
You will want to have a clear understanding of your family's rhythm before you can form a plan. Anything that goes against that rhythm won't work --not for long anyway. Of course sometimes the flow is disrupted because of emergencies. That's normal but it shouldn't be the norm.
What if your family's rhythm is out of sync? It happens. That's why prayer in first place is so important. Pray and journal about it. It might just be the season you are in at the moment but it might me something else. Ask the Lord to reveal it and trust that He will.
Flexibility:
{a ready capability to adapt to new, different, or changing requirements - Webster's}
Any system of time management has to be flexible enough for your family and while still being structured enough to work. That isn't going to look the same for everyone. I know what it looks like for my family because I know my family. You have to be the one to determine it for yours.
Is the answer to time management woes as simple as "getting things done"? Will you be happier if you get more done? Maybe. Will your family be happier or does the stress of trying to get it all done turn you into a drill sergeant -barking orders?
Productivity is not a virtue --which isn't to say that it can't be virtuous but sanctity doesn't consist in the works we do but in how we respond to God's invitations in our soul. We have a duty to God and to our families and justice demands that we fulfill that duty, but LOVE must hold primacy of place and productivity can only be at the service of love.
It's true that love in the moment might mean getting dinner on the table but this is why planning can be so beneficial. Things come up, emergencies or just things that need attention right now. The baby needs fed or his diaper needs changed. Dinner needs to be made and this is where having a plan is so helpful. A plan, maybe a meal plan, can keep you from losing it when things get stressful and it can help you delegate what needs to be done if you are unable to do it at that moment. I have found that stress tends to reveal character and I don't know about you but I am constantly amazed at the amount of opportunities that God gives me to see where my character needs work! Planning ahead, even just a little bit can really help reduce that stress. Live for today, plan for tomorrow.
Balance:
{a state of adjustment between opposing or divergent influences or elements -Webster's}
This is easy but one we often forget. Make the plan work for you. Don't be a slave to the system make it your slave. Follow the rhythm of your family, stay flexible and always, always, put love first. That's the balance.
Balance also means you can't do everything --no matter how hard you try. You need to decide what is most important and then arrange your life and time around those things. As moms I know that some days everything feels like a priority and it can be a struggle choosing between the good and the best. It’s not always clear which should come first and that’s why it’s very important that you think about the “most important” ahead of time so you have a guide.
At this point, hopefully you are starting to see the big picture and a path forward to where you want to go.
The how to get there solution might still be foggy though and there are some things we need to address yet so let's press on.
Some obstacles to effective time management:
Perfectionism
Perfectionism in small things can keep you from ever getting to the big stuff. Attention to detail can be great but most of time it’s not a big deal and it can eat a lot of time. I understand the temptation, the need for things to be *just so* sometimes but it can really become a time management trap. It can also make you grouchy because if you live in a house with children something will always be awry!
Another aspect of perfectionism is not delegating because you want things done a certain way and you feel you are the only one who can do it. Maybe that’s true but you only have so much time and this can really become a problem. Either allow yourself enough time –not always an option –or learn to accept your limitations and let someone else help or do it instead.
Are you All or Nothing? That perfectionism. G.K. Chesterton wrote that "anything worth doing is worth doing badly". In other words, don't let the perfect be the enemy of the good or in some cases the "good enough". I often find that something done imperfectly is far better than not done at all. Now that doesn't mean we don't strive for excellence, we absolutely should but there's a flip side to this in that often a reason people don't manage their time well --waiting to the last minute etc.-- is because they fear failure and/or they feel stuck and aren't confident they are up to the task. Always waiting until the last minute tends to be stressful for everybody. It does however have a payoff because we tell ourselves that we could have done better if we had had more time.
I well understand the perfectionist tendency and I know how detrimental it can.
Procrastination
Doing anything but what you need to be doing. Most of us are experts at this and it’s so very counterproductive. There needs to be a balance between doing what needs to be done in a timely manner and yet not attending to something as soon as it demands your attention. Procrastination is very often just another form of perfectionism.
Distractions
Distractions come in many forms, the key is how you handle them and whether of not you can stay focused. When you have many young children distractions are a fact of life but I have found that working with your rhythm and planning ahead can go a long way towards minimizing distractions. If the baby is sure to need a diaper change just as you sit down to read with your 2nd grader, keep a diaper and wipes handy so it can be as quick and non distracting as possible.
A lot of us get sidetracked with “emergencies”. Not real emergencies mind you just urgent things that aren’t really so urgent. Resist the temptation to pay attention to those things and stay focused on what you are doing. The mail doesn’t need to be brought in the minute the mailman puts it in the box. If you really don’t want to be interrupted turn off the ringer on your phone. If answering an e-mail is one of those things that becomes urgent for you don’t check your e-mail until your actually have the time to answer.
Underestimating
Most people underestimate the amount of time it takes to do something. I find with children the best method is to plan ahead and then plan to be running behind anyway. If you end up ahead of schedule all the better! You can actually drive the speed limit to where you are headed. :)
Try this: Pick an everyday task (clean the bathroom, sort the mail) and estimate how long it takes you to complete it. Now time yourself doing that task (at normal speed). My bet is you will be surprised at how long it actually takes compared to how long you estimated.
Comparing
Sharing ideas is great but don’t compare yourself to someone else. It’s not helpful and it can be discouraging or worse yet lead to pride. We have to remember that when looking at someone else's life we are only seeing a snapshot of the whole. There's a lot of good to be gleaned from one another but if something regularly disturbs our peace and leaves us feeling inadequate, we need to examine that in the light of grace and ask God to help us understand and accept the place we are in.
Moving Forward
So how do you gain control of your time? In reality you don't. You can't manage time --it moves forward regardless of what you do. What you can manage is your actions, what you DO. As you work to form a plan of action, strive to keep it simple –any system that is too complicated is likely to be abandoned and probably pretty quickly. In all that I offer here there's one very important thing to remember; don't spend more time planning than actually doing. There is no perfect system, plan or method, only the one that actually works for you and the one that works for you is only the one you will actually do!
Planners
Paper, electronic or both?
I use both. I already explained why I like paper and writing by hand and since I publish a paper planner it makes sense that I would use it. I do like using my phone and computer too --especially when I am out but those are more for my to do list and things I need to remember. The planner is where where I list appointments, dinner plans and anything else that the whole family might need/want to know. I keep it open on my desk and everyone can see it.
As a Catholic I also want the liturgy to be infused into our lives in an organic way. My planner helps me do that and reminds that it's all in God's time.
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THE winner of this giveaway is Alison.
I love your planners! I try to order them every year. I love the full size planner with the menu & lesson planners, full size too!
Thank you for all the great work you do!
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