Breathe, just breathe
Come and rest at my feet
And be, just be
Chaos calls but all you really need
Is to take it in fill your lungs
The peace of God that overcomes
Just breathe
So let your weary spirit rest
Lay down what’s good and find what’s best
Just breathe
The house is quiet. It is the most peaceful sound. It is such a rare sound in this stage of my life right now. I only have one toddler, that is all. At moments I doubt my ability to handle more. Saying goodbye to my old self has been one of the hardest things about motherhood…and marriage really. It is a blessed life without a doubt, but the days are long and somehow they go by so fast all at the same time. The song “Breathe” by Jonny Diaz has been really resonating with me lately. Laying down what’s good to find what’s best. Today what was good would have been a load of laundry and clean clothes on myself, instead what was best meant a white tank top with spaghetti sauce on it from cooking lunch. I don’t have any answers, but I know there are SO many articles for us moms out there on all the “how to’s”…from how to potty train, how to sleep train, how to be organized, how to keep a clean house and cook, how to take care of yourself, how to deal with temper tantrums…and the list goes on and on. While I have indulged in many articles out there, one thing I’ve learned is that you will find yourself in a puddle of chaos trying to do it all. I commend you if this is you, but I find myself just needing to breathe when I get caught up in trying to be this idea of what I see as being the perfect _____________. (Stay at home mom, stay at home working mom, stay at home wife). The peace of God really is the only thing that overcomes the long days and nights of the 24/7 mom job. Nap times are super short around our house. A few times a month I get a 2.5 hour nap, but on the average it’s about 45 minutes, in a 12 hour day. There are so many moments I snuggle my daughter close and tell her she will be my baby forever. I breathe in those sweet, chubby cheeks that are quickly slimming down and never want these days to end. Some days though I just have to remember to breathe. The balance of mother, wife, marriage and me is a tough one. They are all such huge, important roles. Doing it on my own bring so much frustration. Don’t forget to just breathe. Take it in, fill your lungs, the peace of God can overcome. Let your weary spirit rest. Trade what’s good for what is best.
I don’t know about you, but I can definitely be a Martha…worried and upset about many things when very few things are needed. I’m challenged at this stage to think about what is REALLY needed and what I THINK is needed. There is a definite difference as we strive to be the best moms and wives we can be.
On that note…we did some camping last weekend in Mesick, Michigan to a place called Northern Exposure. I highly highly recommend it. We love northern Michigan. Here are a few highlights of our time together.
