Last week was a bit crazy for me.
My little ebook, A Life of Great and Wonderful was created for me and my no so easy, ungraceful, difficult bedtime nights. It’s been sitting here quietly, while I worked up the courage to tell somebody about it.
Then I told my sister. She told Facebook. And everyone was so, so nice. My cousin’s wife Shelly was the first to buy it. With real money! Makes me tear up.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Feeling a little in awe of the power of Facebook (and wishing I was better at navigating social media). And grateful for such sweet wishes and congratulations and encouragement.
I feel so loved. Thank you a million times.
In my mind reading blogs is like climbing a mountain or burrowing a hole. Some days I find myself dug down in a time waster. Other times I click on a “by the way, you might like this” and feel like I can see for miles, or at least think a little clearer because someone put into words what I think.
Happily I climbed up to read a post by Mike Posner, a songwriter who wrote Boyfriend, recorded by Justin Bieber and Sugar, by Maroon 5, both of which I have used in my Zumba class.
Mike talks about being famous, then not famous and what he learned. Wise words. I loved it. How he now uses “sturdy” adjectives to describe his life like: artist, human, writer, musician, poet and learner. Love that, learner instead of young, rich and famous.
It’s how I would like my boys to think of their life. To find the sturdy adjectives that describe their lives, and become “secure humans.”
And I may as well find some sturdy adjectives to describe myself too.
Some nights it is such a struggle. Some nights I have to raise my voice and pull out my mean mommy routine to get teeth brushed and pj’s on and little ones into their beds. The stalling is just so exhausting.
Especially after a long mommy day.
A tired mommy is a frustrated mommy. Not the way I want to end the day with my children.
I want the day to end on a comforting thought, with values passed on and reminders that I love them no matter what. Thoughts and ideas that don’t make it in to the atmosphere of cleaning up the breakfast dishes, putting away clean clothes and studying for our timed times test.
That’s why I wrote, A Life of Great and Wonderful.
It’s a reminder for me.
If I have the words in front of me I have the tools to end the day in a gracious, comforting way that is soothing to my children and to me.
These are the messages I want pickling their sweet, wild minds when they are without me: in their camp bunk, or their barracks, or their dorm room.
I want to remind these sweet precious souls how much they mean to me, to our family, to our community and to the world.
If you would like your own digital copy to read to your children, click here.
Turn out the lights, dim down the screen on your phone or tablet, and soothe.
Think it will work?
Works for me.
Today, so far, my contribution to my family has been washing two loads of clothes, unloading the dishwasher, preparing 9 meals by 7:15am (5 breakfasts and 4 lunches), chauffeuring three boys to school and maybe a couple of other things I haven’t thought of that mommies do automatically.
Yes. It feels less like a job and more like a joy when I call it a CONTRIBUTION.
We will see if three little boys agree when I offer them a list of CONTRIBUTIONS they can make to our family and our home today after school.
Contributions like: emptying the trash cans, folding the towels, putting away clean clothes and setting the table.
I like it. Can’t wait to try it out! Everyone hates to do chores but most love to make a contribution.
The power of words.
Happy contributing! (Not sure if that’s a word.)
Even with my limited knowledge of this camera (or any other, really) we are getting lots of great pictures. Makes me wish we had a “good” camera during the baby and toddler years when we took so, so many pictures.
And yes, Mack does have on pajama bottoms while eating his pancakes.
Off to learn more and practice more!
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