Our lives are so very busy. These are perhaps the busiest days we've known as a family. Braden's school has him gone all day and he doesn't return until around bedtime, and then he has more homework to do. I thought that in the absence of homeschool I would have more time and less frenzy. And it has changed, for sure. There is less mental stress, no doubt about that. But I still feel like I can't keep up with the pace of our lives. I've tried to move into the doula and birth world and that has taken a lot of time. It's stealing peace and time from me that I need to dedicate to the family. I've recently decided that as much as I love it and want to be involved in it, it has to wait for another season. I'm committed to teaching a childbirth class on base in a week and I'll fulfill that and the birth to which I'm already contracted, but then I'm putting it on a shelf.
I feel there are things which require all of me.
I need time to study the Come Follow Me manual in a way that translates to meaningful family discussion.
I need to resurrect this blog. I want to record our growing faith and our growing children.
I need time to do puzzles and read more books and throw tea parties in the afternoons.
I need more quiet in my mind, so that when I pick the kids up from school I'm ready to really listen.
I need to carve out space in my heart to give to the young women and serve to my highest capacity for the time I'm here.
