Skip to main content

102: Starting the Day My Way

Monday Monday Monday. I almost forgot Monday's gratitude post. My three loyal readers would have been devastated.

A few months ago, our wise priest challenged us to include more silence in our days. "Oh, Father," thought a skeptical Ashley. "You are adorable. But you don't have little kids. What is silence?" But I took his advice to heart because he is wise and holy, and started incorporating more silence into my days. From mid-January through most of March, I was rising at 6 and starting my weekdays in silence, prayer, and relaxation. I also showered most days. You're welcome.  Since Advent, I'd also been incorporating 10-15 minutes of silence into the post-lunch hour when the kids were napping.

Then, two or three weeks ago, the baby toddler threw a wrench into my beautifully planned silence. He actually throws everything but this was, of course, a figurative wrench. He started rising somewhere between 5:00 and 5:45 a.m., which was extremely frustrating mildly annoying. It took me a couple days to realize that part of the reason I was a frazzled, grouchy mess was that I was starting my days with noise and unsafe amounts of coffee rather than quiet and prayer. Not only was my morning alone time compromised, but I was using the post-lunch hour to collapse on the couch and wallow in solidarity with my drooping eyelids, basically wasting all the precious quiet minutes.

I know the season of life I am in cannot be carefully planned, and I really need to lighten up when my schedule gets thrown of for any number of reasons. Number 3 has uncharacteristically started screaming at bedtime, exhausting both of his parents. Yesterday, though, he gifted me by sleeping until 7;45. The big kids get up at 7, so when my Heroic Minute* alarm rang at 6, I actually listened to the song I'd chosen for my alarm, greeted the day, and slowly but surely got out of bed.

I really named it Heroic Minute a few weeks ago.
It helps me not hit snooze on those rare days I actually open
my eyes upon hearing those first guitar strums.
The alarms below it are telling of what happens the other days. 

I so enjoyed my whole hour of silence: a long, hot shower; tea (which is really just water, apple cider vinegar, honey and lemon); daily readings and some prayer; and of course leisurely scrolling through Instagram and Facebook. When the kids came barreling upstairs, I actually felt ready to face the day, and it made such a difference in my outlook for the entire day. I am fully aware that this is not how every day will start, and I know I need to give myself a pep talk on those days when my plans are foiled. Last night I felt genuine gratitude and peace about how the day started and how it progressed.

Other, less-important-to-my-mental-stability gratitude items today:

  • Hootie and the Blowfish's "Let Her Cry" just came up on my Pandora station. I love you, Pandora. Oooh and now Stone Temple Pilots. Yes!
  • Internet wins: I gave up my fruitless search for the missing file cabinet key and ordered one online for $7, which is coincidentally three times what I paid for the actual file cabinet. I also found the manual for my malfunctioning-but-actually-just-dirty coffee pot. I love you, too, Internet. 
*Unlike Leah Darrow, I can absolutely not get behind a heroic minute when you have a newborn. Until baby sleeps at least most of the night, my policy is to strongly encourage every moment of sleep possible. 


Popular posts from this blog

I Am A Blogger: CWBN 2017 Recap

The last weekend in March I had the great pleasure of attending a real life blogging conference! Like a real blogger!
JacquiAnna and Susanna hosted the Catholic Women's Blogging Network Twin Cities get together at a stunning Summit Avenue mansion in St. Paul. Thirty-some wonderful Catholic women from the Twin Cities, the Midwest, and even Maryland joined up to talk blogging and really just to support each other and build each other up.

My friend Monica encouraged me to go, and I signed up on a bit of a whim, figuring that if I paid for registration I'd be more inclined to go. If I didn't have a mutual friend link to one of the organizers, and if a couple of my most favoritest bloggers hadn't been speakers, I'd probably have chickened out. 
In response to my evident nerves on the way, my husband wisely mused, "Well, if you're going to walk into a group of people you don't know, this is probably the best group you could pick." Catholic. Women. Fro…

Day 304: You Have Dignity Because You Belong To God

"We let our ability to do things speak to our dignity.... You are not valuable because you do things. You are not valuable because you look good or because you have a charming personality or because you have been successful at work. You have dignity because you belong to God." ~The Reverend Brian Larkin, Homily for 30th Sunday in Ordinary Time, October 23, 2016. 

Listen to the full homily here (choose the one for XXX Sunday in Ordinary Time).

His homily is directly related to a physician-assisted suicide measure on the ballots in Colorado next week, but is applicable to everyone. He tells a moving story about Pope John Paul II at the end of his life, and discusses how, as humans, we all have inherent dignity. Even if we are not productive (something I could use a lesson in). Even if we are suffering (which we all will at times).

I'm so glad that my church is clear about its stance on human dignity. We aren't valuable because someone wants us or because we are doing s…

Seven Random Things I Like

It's been a while, so I'm going to link up with Kelly at This Ain't The Lyceum  for 7 Quick Takes today! I present to you seven random things I like, and for which I am grateful today.

1. Lent! Time to repent! I do like Lent, and with a weird rib-area cartilage injury and a bad cold to set the pace, it's shaping up to be a really Lenty Lent. I'm using the Blessed is She Lenten journal for my daily prayer time and am trying...t r y i n g this 5-Minute sacrifice. I did fairly well at it Wednesday, and pretty crappy Thursday. So there you go. Onward and upward.

I will embarrassingly admit that it took me until my 35th year to realize that I don't have to read all the things on the interwebs, even if they are about a topic of interest to me. The webs are awash with posts about how to Lent, and but thank goodness I resisted the urge to click on all of them and just licked on this one by Jenny at Mama Needs Coffee. Of course you know I want to share everything she w…