We are ready for Fall in our house. My son was telling me how excited he was about Halloween coming up, and I totally share in his excitement! I can’t wait for the cool breezes and the leaves changing. the cinnamon, apples, and pumpkins. Sometimes we need a change, maybe that’s why I’ve always loved every season, with it comes fresh, new changes, and growth into new seasons of life.
I recently instructed a woman in the post My Husband Isn’t Romantic Enough, to keep a gratitude journal by her bed, and every night, to write down something she’s grateful for, and to pray over the list – even with her husband if she wants. I thought it would be a great idea if I took my own advice and implemented this little ritual into my life. So, this new season I’ve been keeping a journal that logs my daily activities, thoughts about our kid’s, goals for the day to accomplish and check off, a place to log my emotion (to track depression & what may affect it), spiritual insights from my devotion time, thoughts about our dog (like “vomited in our car today” lol), and then… at the end of the day and at the end of the page, there’s a space for “Gratitude Acknowledgment.” It really has been a wonderful exercise each night to spend time reflecting on one thing in particular that I’m grateful for – it changes your whole perspective and gives you so much peace before falling asleep.
I won’t lie though, that first night I tried this, it was hard. It was a Monday, our busiest day by far, I had been up since 5am, my husband usually does the school run on his own since it’s the only time he sees our son in the day, but that morning, he insisted I had to come. So we’d already done the school run with the baby in tow, ran a couple of errands together, and then my husband totally surprised me by taking me to a jeweler to order a beautiful Police Wife badge necklace – so sweet! So unexpected :’) . I’ve really come to appreciate this new time with him in the morning as being extremely romantic for us – whether it is just running errands together and teasing each other, or having extra time to be intimate when the baby naps. Even with all this love and us having a great relationship and friendship even, the rest of the day after he left for work took it’s toll on my attitude. I got the baby down at his naptime, woke the baby up only an hour & a half later (he usually sleep 2-3 hours poor thing), and we had to go pick up bubba (big brother) from school. Because I let the baby sleep a little extra, I left later than I should have and felt rushed to pick him up on time… something I’ve learned how to handle much better since then!
Picking him up from school is like some kind of marathon when by myself with a baby. Last week, we were faced with temperatures close to 100 F, and his pickup is on a black top with no tree in sight. I stay there for about 30-40 minutes, too, so that I can talk and laugh with my mom friends while our kids play together. It’s the only time I get to see some of these mommies, and even though we were dripping in sweat, our hair even plastered down and wet, it’s well worth it. After that we make the trek to the car, feeling like we’re crossing some African desert, my huge stroller (that could seriously be a small SUV) holds all our stuff like a caravan traveling through – thank God for ice water! We then go home, rest, start home work, eat snacks, I let my son watch a cartoon or play, the wild dog 🙂 comes in for some time with us, we dinner, I get him dressed for his sports practice, his little cleats on, change the baby, grab the dog, and travel to his practice for the evening.
Practice is outside, but it’s cooler, and with our dog… there is never a dull moment! Super loved seeing all the kids, the high schoolers, the people running around the track. The team we’ve joined is like a family, since they practice 3 nights a week, and see each other 4 days out of 7, you have no other choice 🙂 A 16 year old girl took immediately to Super, and after an hour, I let her take him around – she was ecstatic & so was Super! He’d fallen in love with her ❤
After getting home, getting my son bathed off quickly and the baby to sleep, I felt like I could barely move.
I wrote my Gratitude Acknowledgement before falling asleep like a baby –
“At the end of the day, I feel so exhausted… it’s so freaking hard without (my husband) at night! I can barely even write! (True, I can barely even read my writing.) But I’m thankful that I ended well with our oldest son, we had an argument, but I was able to de-escalate it, and keep our relationship loving even though I felt like a zombie.”