Here’s how a typical day goes for me…
Wake up @ 5:30am. (Why so early? I wake my teenager up @ 6am and I’d like at least a few minutes of quiet to myself.) Wake the teenager @ 6am. 6:15am – is he up? Do I hear the water running in the shower? The next 45 minutes can go either really smoothly or bring ensuing chaos. I just never really know.
When the teenager is out the door, I have another 15 minutes before waking up the young diva of the house. From there you can bet that the morning will be interesting & this mom has to be ready for whatever happens, even though what that might be is anyone’s guess. We might find only one shoe or decide to try a new look with our wardrobe or paint our nails all different colors… Yes, this is real.
After dropping the young diva off at Pre-K, I go to work. Full time. All day. In an office with only 2 men and about 15 women where we do the work of a staff twice that size. We are pretty darn amazing, if I do say so.
I come home and return to mommy-mode. Cook dinner (let’s hope I took out something this morning to thaw), negotiate bath times (yes, it’s always a negotiation. Even though it’s at the same time each night, there is negotiating involved), spend some family time with the kids (this often includes art or a dance party or playing dolls), clean/put away food and dishes from dinner, and get things ready to do it all over again the next day. Is it bedtime yet?
Did I forget to mention that there is probably one trip to the grocery store and my named being called 100 times mixed in there, too? Are you tired of reading this? Just imagine how I feel living it….
Nothing. At the end of most days, that is what I have to give.
So ask me how and why I sit here at this computer when all of this is done and pour out words onto a page and live my passion to encourage other women. I’ve had many people tell me, “I don’t know how you do it on your own.” And the answer is simple – I don’t. It’s all Him.
Nothing you see is of my own doing. Most days I’m just trying to survive my noise and not mess up the task of raising two people. All of the things I get right are to His credit. I’m just willing to let Him do the work.
What do you have to do and be for God to use your story? Nothing. You have to lay it all down and ask Him to pick it up. If you’re like me, feeling like you’ve got nothing left inside to offer, then you are in the perfect spot!