My Plans Vs. His Plans
Life has been a little overwhelming to me lately. I think my expectations are just not realistic. But then I think, maybe they are realistic and I’m just lazy. It’s a battle that I fight daily. I feel guilty when my husband gets up with the baby and lets me sleep in. I feel guilty if I nap when the baby naps. I feel like I have to spend every waking second doing something productive. I know I need to cut myself some slack, but for some reason I just can’t. We have finished homeschool for this school year and though I thought things would get easier, I find a million more things that could use my attention while I’m not doing school work with the kids.
I need to exercise. I should organize those containers full of photos that have just been sitting in my closet. The baby screams and cries most of the day because he’s constipated. I’ve done everything I know to do to help him. I should provide some meals for my family instead of everyone fending for themselves. That’s how it goes way too many nights. The laundry is piling up, the floors need swept, and where did my table go again? I really should play more with the kids. They are growing up so fast. I’m trying to fit more Bible reading and time alone with God into my schedule. Most of the time my day goes a lot smoother if I get this in early in the morning. So much clutter in the house. I need to sell some stuff! I’m working on a budget for our family; getting help from a friend since I’ve tried and tried and always failed. I should do meal plans. Hopefully I’ll get to that soon. I need more date nights with my husband. Neither one of us can remember the last time we went out on a date. Isn’t that sad! So sad! Priorities just aren’t the way they should be, or my husband and I would be spending more time alone.