Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:
Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.
I say to myself, "The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for Him."

Sunday, March 13, 2011

2010 -- the year that wasn't

I have yet to find the balance between school psychologist, wife, mother, chef, accountant, and friend. I know that one person can only have so many balls in the air before some of them start to fall, and my big failure since starting my internship/job has been the blogs. I shouldn't feel as badly as I do since I know most people check facebook for new pictures of the kids, but I really wanted to document their early years as much as possible -- they grow way too fast and my memories fade a little more each day. Unfortunately Madeline got the short end of the stick, since I was able to diligently update Benjamin's blog at least through his first two years.


My biggest effort right now is going back and updating both of their blogs with old 2010 pictures and posts, but I'm dating the posts on Madeline's blog to reflect the dates/months when the pictures were taken. This is partly because several posts were already started and have their original dates, and partly because I am printing out the first two years of their blogs to keep as baby books. So there are going to be updates in the coming weeks on both blogs (in fact, there is already one here) but Madeline's might not appear as updates because they'll be dated from last Jan/Feb through December. Confusing, but it works for me!


The one ball I didn't mention in my list above is the one that's easiest to neglect and hardest to justify: Myself. I've been taking myself back a piece at time in very small and manageable ways (changing my diet around and finding easy ways to exercise are helping me to find my pre-baby body, for example), but there are so many pieces of myself that I've let go since taking on my other roles and they're hard to get back. I'm using this season of Lent to take the time that I don't usually allow myself -- time to read for pleasure, to reconnect with others, to rekindle the mystic inside, and to reflect on the direction that God is taking me in the coming year. I'm excited to see what comes out of this time and to feel the growing pains that inevitably occur whenever I let myself slip too far away from where I belong.

It probably seems backwards that one of my main focuses for this time is working on the kids' blogs and updating the past year, but looking back is one of my favorite ways to reflect -- and I don't have to look very far to see how blessed I am.


It's a good reminder to me: I'll never be the person I was before I was a wife and mother, and that's not a bad thing at all. I also know there's a balance that will allow me to feel connected to my family and my spirit, and I'm still trusting that I'm going to find it.