Each 24 Hours is a Gift

My priest must read my mind. His homilies are always in tune with whats going on with my life. Today he preached that "each 24 hours is a gift."

That struck home with this working momma. So many times lately I have said there are not enough hours in a day. I've been focusing on what I cannot get accomplished, get done, or miss out on. I've been focusing on all the wrong things. I should focus on how blessed I am. I do love my life but I keep stressing over what is not perfect about it. Well that's enough.

I'm going to change. I'm going to take each day as a gift. I get to wake up every morning next to my best friend when others are lonely. I get to hug two beautiful girls that God graced us with when I know too many people that are struggling with infertility. I get to work for a wonderful, generous employer that let's me work part time while other's are looking for work or their jobs keep them away from their families. I have my health (this I really am thankful for lately due to my long C-Section recovery), while other's are limited by their bodies. I have loving family and friends. I am blessed. My day is a gift.

So when I only get an hour of quality time with my daughters, didn't get around to doing the dishes, ran out of time to work out, or wasn't able to call my mom, I won't stress. I'll remind myself, today was a gift. It truly is.

How are your days a gift? How do you focus on the positives of being a working mother?

Love,

Sippy Cup Champ

In college I was a Flip Cup Champ.

Now as a mother I'm a Sippy Cup Champ.

I can assemble and dissemble sippy cups at lightning speed. I have skills.

I feel like a solider assembling and dissembling his riffle. This is a skill I didn't realize I would be proud to brag about as a collage undergrad. Oh to be a mother.

Love,

My Latelys

My goodness it's been a while. Are you still reading? I'm here.

Now that I'm a working mom of TWO small children, I'm struggling with finding time to blog. That and about everything else. I am exhausted. I do have topics in my head. I need a device that allows me to talk to text while driving on my work commute. That would do the trick.

Lets see....

Lacey is super sweet and such an easy baby. Her big sister was not an easy baby. I could have many more babies if they were all like Lacey. She is not sleeping through the night which is very frustrating. She's 4 months old now. Baby Teagan consistently slept through the night at this age. I have no idea how I haven't fallen asleep at work. I'm a zombie and a big contributor to the coffee industry.

Teagan is 3. And boy it sure is the terrible 3's. I'm not a fan of this age. It's mentally exhausting. Taking care of a baby is easier.  I'm thankful she has daycare ;) .

Going back to work the 2nd time was easier for me. I really was stressing about going back since this time I knew what I was getting myself into. But it hasn't been as hard. I love little Lacey so much and miss her dearly when I work, but I'm okay with it. I haven't had any breakdowns like I did with baby Teagan. Maybe I'm just stronger.

Please don't stop following my blog. I do plan on keeping it. :)

<3 Love Love Love My Girls <3

Love,