Once, when feeling the emotions you speak of in this beautiful essay, I impulse purchased a fridge magnet (that is not like me. The only fridge magnets I have are of my children's sports photoshoots). I cannot tell you how comforting it is to walk by the words on that magnet every day.
"I'm taking off my superwoman cape. It never really fit, anyway."
Here's to jumping, or walking over, or falling from the hurdles. And getting back up, anyway. I'm willing to bet others don't see our tumbles like we do <3
Thank you! I needed to read this now more than ever! My daily to do list that I carefully curate the night before, with all good intentions of following the time schedule perfectly, only to wake up multiple times by my toddler (4) who has to use the bathroom, had a scary dream , or would like her brother to go downstairs and get her stuffy. Upon waking for the 4th time at 6:30 am and to take on the day, I am already a bit defeated, and deflated. I push forward to begin the morning routine and hope to get out the door by 8:30 for preschool drop off and then I will have a few hours to tackle that to do list. The day doesn’t go as planned, 6pm comes too soon and here I am cuddling my toddler on the couch, reading a story before we do it all over again. Some days we just can’t get it together and that’s ok!
Once, when feeling the emotions you speak of in this beautiful essay, I impulse purchased a fridge magnet (that is not like me. The only fridge magnets I have are of my children's sports photoshoots). I cannot tell you how comforting it is to walk by the words on that magnet every day.
"I'm taking off my superwoman cape. It never really fit, anyway."
Here's to jumping, or walking over, or falling from the hurdles. And getting back up, anyway. I'm willing to bet others don't see our tumbles like we do <3
Love that, Bethany. That magnet is such a good reminder.
Thank you! I needed to read this now more than ever! My daily to do list that I carefully curate the night before, with all good intentions of following the time schedule perfectly, only to wake up multiple times by my toddler (4) who has to use the bathroom, had a scary dream , or would like her brother to go downstairs and get her stuffy. Upon waking for the 4th time at 6:30 am and to take on the day, I am already a bit defeated, and deflated. I push forward to begin the morning routine and hope to get out the door by 8:30 for preschool drop off and then I will have a few hours to tackle that to do list. The day doesn’t go as planned, 6pm comes too soon and here I am cuddling my toddler on the couch, reading a story before we do it all over again. Some days we just can’t get it together and that’s ok!
You’re not alone, Christina. These are the days for grace upon grace.
Such a good word Sarah ❤️