The Struggle Is Real: Part 2 of Late Night Conviction
Let's just say this morning did not go according to the perfect plan in my head what so ever. If you haven't already read my blog from late last night, by late I mean I think it was 1 am when I finally posted it, then let me share with you what I had planned.
I did get up, check. I made the bed, check. I made breakfast for the kids and my husband, check. (I didn't originally put that in my plan, but it is something as a mother that needs to be done regardless.) So far I am high fiving myself on the inside. I am rocking this morning routine thing...even if I woke up a little later then I had wanted to.
Then I realized that I shouldn't have been so confident. Once I call my children to the table for breakfast, the whining and temper tantrums began. Even though I made them two things they all three love, it wasn't up to their standards that morning.
"I don't like oatmeal!"
"Not eggs!"
"I don't like that!"
"I want cereal!"
Ungrateful, spoiled brats is what I was saying to myself on the inside. "Everyone needs to eat their breakfast if they want to go to the zoo today," I said. Well, that didn't fly. The whining only got worse and the temper tantrums continued. Eventually, I threw my hands up and told them the zoo was off. If they couldn't appreciate their mother making them breakfast then they didn't deserve a special treat like the zoo. My oldest ended up with a one-way ticket to his room, my daughter ran to my bedroom and threw herself on the bed in despair telling on me to daddy, and my youngest was still screaming and crying.
So what did I do? I started making my coffee, check. Stayed in my pajamas, check. Sat on the couch and threw the blanket over me in defeat, check.
Then my husband decided to kindly remind me of my blog that I had posted earlier that morning. "Why did I post that stupid blog," I thought to myself.
Well, as you can imagine, I stayed on the couch sulking like a big baby. (Can you hear the tiny violins?) After some time to cool off, I reminded myself that life is never as planned. I pulled myself together, finally got my shower and got dressed. Took the kids on a bike ride and decided that I will just do bible study during lunch time. It doesn't matter when I do it, I just need to do it. It has to start somewhere.
Bible study round 2
So, I called the kids to the table. Lunch was much better received then breakfast apparently. Brycen fought me a little, but he is two and everything is a battle with him. I sat down with them and opened a family devotional that I found on our bookshelf called, "The Bible is my Best Friend Family Devotional".
This devotional looks great. It has a weekly memory verse, weekly challenges, questions, conversation provoking content. So I wrote our memory verse on our big chalkboard that hangs in our breakfast nook area and we discussed week 1 in the devotional.
It was great to sit with the kids and have them tell me their thoughts and ask questions about the scripture. We were spending time together in the word. How awesome is that! That deserves more that a "check". So I am now rewarding myself with some fudge while the kids nap.
It may seem small, but for me and my family this was a huge win.
Here is where you can see a sample view of the devotional.
"I need to get up out of bed, make my bed (which I confess I never do), take a shower, and get dressed for the day all before my morning coffee. No more snuggling up in a blanket, in my pj's, with my cup of coffee till late in the morning. I need to seize the day!"So, this is how my morning really went. I woke up with Bryn and Brycen both in bed with me. Brycen had decided he also wanted a dog toy and a basketball in bed with us as well. Brycen asked to watched cartoons and as I leaned over to get the remote I smelled the fine aroma of a very dirty diaper. I got up to change him, and so the temper tantrums began. Oh the joys of having a 2 year old.
I did get up, check. I made the bed, check. I made breakfast for the kids and my husband, check. (I didn't originally put that in my plan, but it is something as a mother that needs to be done regardless.) So far I am high fiving myself on the inside. I am rocking this morning routine thing...even if I woke up a little later then I had wanted to.
Then I realized that I shouldn't have been so confident. Once I call my children to the table for breakfast, the whining and temper tantrums began. Even though I made them two things they all three love, it wasn't up to their standards that morning.
"I don't like oatmeal!"
"Not eggs!"
"I don't like that!"
"I want cereal!"
Ungrateful, spoiled brats is what I was saying to myself on the inside. "Everyone needs to eat their breakfast if they want to go to the zoo today," I said. Well, that didn't fly. The whining only got worse and the temper tantrums continued. Eventually, I threw my hands up and told them the zoo was off. If they couldn't appreciate their mother making them breakfast then they didn't deserve a special treat like the zoo. My oldest ended up with a one-way ticket to his room, my daughter ran to my bedroom and threw herself on the bed in despair telling on me to daddy, and my youngest was still screaming and crying.
So what did I do? I started making my coffee, check. Stayed in my pajamas, check. Sat on the couch and threw the blanket over me in defeat, check.
Then my husband decided to kindly remind me of my blog that I had posted earlier that morning. "Why did I post that stupid blog," I thought to myself.
Well, as you can imagine, I stayed on the couch sulking like a big baby. (Can you hear the tiny violins?) After some time to cool off, I reminded myself that life is never as planned. I pulled myself together, finally got my shower and got dressed. Took the kids on a bike ride and decided that I will just do bible study during lunch time. It doesn't matter when I do it, I just need to do it. It has to start somewhere.
Bible study round 2
So, I called the kids to the table. Lunch was much better received then breakfast apparently. Brycen fought me a little, but he is two and everything is a battle with him. I sat down with them and opened a family devotional that I found on our bookshelf called, "The Bible is my Best Friend Family Devotional".
This devotional looks great. It has a weekly memory verse, weekly challenges, questions, conversation provoking content. So I wrote our memory verse on our big chalkboard that hangs in our breakfast nook area and we discussed week 1 in the devotional.
It was great to sit with the kids and have them tell me their thoughts and ask questions about the scripture. We were spending time together in the word. How awesome is that! That deserves more that a "check". So I am now rewarding myself with some fudge while the kids nap.
It may seem small, but for me and my family this was a huge win.
Here is where you can see a sample view of the devotional.
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