As we begin this journey together, sweet sisters, please know that this is a bench for you to sit upon. My hope is that you find Mommy on Fire to be a soft-place-to-land, where you won’t be judged and where you can shoot straight and be real.
That being said, I want you to know there is NO condemnation in Christ Jesus (Romans 8:1) and there is NO condemnation here, either. I’m not writing about Stinkin’ Thinkin’ because I have it all figured out or to be preachy. I’m writing about the very thing that I struggle with the most so please know that I have dealt with pretty much every joy-stealer I’ll write about in this series.
I’m not sure if you’re a mama or not but please don’t let the name “Mommy on Fire” scare you away if you aren’t. What we’re talking about here is applicable to all of us as women and even men (for you four male readers out there.)
Unfortunately, I’m a night-owl. I’m exhausted while putting my children to bed; so much so that I can’t get them settled fast enough so I can go take a bath and settle for the night and be asleep by 10 p.m.
It never happens. 11:30 or 12 midnight is when I usually drift-off.
But then I must be up no later than 6:30 a.m. during the school year. And it really should be 5:30 a.m. but I’m too tired to do that because I just fell asleep five and a half hours ago at that point. As if.
So, I’m tired, sisters. Like you, I juggle a lot. Sure, we might all juggle different balls but at the end of the day, we’re very likely tired.
Or if you’re like me, you’re tired at the beginning of the day, too.
And here’s the very annoying truth: It’s my own dang fault.
According to Harvard Medical School, sleeping less than six hours a night can lead to irritability, impatience, the inability to concentrate, and moodiness.
When my children are over-extended and tired, all they can do is cry and throw a hootie over the smallest of issues. Samuel won’t give Spencer his Magna-Tile set? This seemingly small issue can be catastrophic right before bedtime.
In addition, my threshold to deal with the everyday norms of being a mom, a wife, a writer, a fill-in-the-blank is greatly diminished when I’m tired.
I’ve also noticed that if I’m tired, I can have, what I like to call “Situational Tourette’s Syndrome.” Death-giving words spew from my mouth and even while I’m speaking them, I know I shouldn’t be but I can’t stop myself.
Out of the heart, the mouth speaks (Luke 6:45). Ouch.
So my stinkin’ thinkin’ from exhaustion manifests itself into words and too many of these words will eventually become my character.
All because I’m tired and need to listen to my body when it says “GO. TO. SLEEP.”
If you’re like me, you sacrifice your own needs for your family. We’ve read about why we shouldn’t and we realize it’s true but the thing is, that’s for other people isn’t it? We’re just fine and to others, we seem to have it all together.
But if you’re also like me, you’re thankful they don’t reside in the closet of your mind, eh?
I am blessed to be an Accountability Captain of Hello Mornings, a wonderful group of women who encourage one another to be in the word, plan our days, and exercise. As sisters, we need each other to stay-in-check because we all know too well how easy it is to slide away and forget to take care of ourselves.
It’s a very gradual program – for example, the first week we will simply focus on going to sleep fifteen minutes earlier and getting up at least five minutes before our children.
Should you feel led, a few spots have opened up in my formerly full group (we are allowing more than the suggested 15 – but not too many more!). Please let me know in the comment section if you are interested.
Sleep well, sisters. Our thoughts depend on it.
And, therefore, our words do as well.
What time do you go to sleep? What keeps you from going to sleep earlier? Any bedtime wisdom you can share?