JMJ105 *Today was most definitely a weary day for a weary mom. I really benefit from a little “quote therapy”, to pick me up, when I have a day like this. It is soothing to read the kind words others have written, in a spirit of encouragement and also humor. I thought I would share what I found.
A little cheer for you and me…
Quotes for Weary Moms
“Sometimes I’m so tired, I look down at what I’m wearing, and if it’s comfortable enough to sleep in, I don’t even make it into my pajamas. I’m looking down, and I’m like, ‘T-shirt and stretchy pants? Yup, that’s fine. It’s pajama-y, good night.'”
-Rebecca Romijn, American actress
“When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.”
“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.”
– Rudyard Kipling
“Children are a great comfort in your old age – and they help you reach it faster, too.”
-Lionel Kauffman, American author
“I want my children to have all the things I couldn’t afford. Then I want to move in with them.”
“My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it.” -Mark Twain
Finally, lovely words from scripture, on the virtues of a noble woman, taken from Proverbs 31:26-31, (WEB)
She opens her mouth with wisdom. Faithful instruction is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household, and doesn’t eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed. “Her husband also praises her: Many women do noble things, but you excel them all.” Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain; but a woman who fears Yahweh, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands! Let her works praise her in the gates!
And now, back to Day 105 of the school year, which was the weary day that inspired the quotes!
Ring the School Bell 105/180 Days
It is funny how moods can swing from one day to the next. When my energy levels are high, I tend to be more optimistic. When they are low, as when I don’t get enough sleep the night before or I am having a health issue like a stiff neck, everything looks bleek.
Contrary to my usual motivation to write, I am having a real hard time putting words to paper. It is a mild depression of sorts, and I just don’t feel like it anymore. I know exactly why I feel this way, which is a start, I guess. It is difficult for me to complain because my natural demeanor is one of optimism.
I am just so mega-tired of being so mega-busy all the time. I am completely drained from helping Sabrina with her college applications, appointments, and auditions, but thankfully they are about done. My brain and body need a serious break.
My poor neck is so stiff and sore from the ambitious gardening projects I tackled November through the end of January. It has a limited range of motion at this point, that is noticeable to others. John’s chiropractic adjustments have helped, but I think my neck basically needs a good long rest. I didn’t even realize at the time I was overusing my neck muscles while gardening. Maybe from the shoveling?
With my Dad coming to town, I put in a major effort today cleaning house. The girls and I made the new windows sparkle. The van needed major cleaning also. My parents’ visits are normally my usual motivation to cleaning the van, but they haven’t been able to come over for a couple of years now, so I am embarrassed to say that I literally hauled out buckets of miscellaneous stuff before Melissa and I drove it to the car wash!
I ordered a deluxe car wash to pamper my neglected van, which included armor-all for the tires and spice fragrance for the interior. I paid a hearty tip to the car-shiner guy, after he spent a very long time cleaning and buffing it up.
I am ready for pops to arrive! I even doubled up on meals last week and froze the extras so I don’t have to spend too much time cooking while he is here. Can’t wait to see my dear Dad!
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** Note to the Reader- Today’s narrative is part of our family’s school journey from a few years ago, during my eldest daughter’s senior year in high school, a rather emotional year, with its many ups and downs. Every day’s blog entry coincides with a day from that special year. It can be read from the beginning by selecting the “Ring the School Bell 180” category on the side bar. Commence with the narrative, “The School Bell- What comes to mind when ‘you’ hear that bell?”
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Follow along with us day-by-day through the school year. Hope you will join us!
May God shower blessings on your family as he has on mine. Annette