The day is over and, like most days, I feel like I wasn’t a good enough mom. It’s been one of those weeks, when there’s hardly sleep. Gravity feels like it’s turned up, weighing down harder than usual.
And of course, my kid is always full of energy. I love to watch him play and jump, sing and dance. But… “Mama, do you want to play with me?” breaks me when I am absolutely depleted already.
But, sleepless nights happen. I need to work around them. Moms can’t really take the day off (not when the kids are so little).
All I know is that I promise tomorrow will be different. I don’t care how tired I am, I’m going to spend the day playing with my kiddo. He’s so amazing, and he deserves my full attention.
No more sadness. Now that the shock is passing, I’ll sleep well tonight. I’ll sleep well knowing God’s mercies are new every morning.
Every morning. He is so Faithful.
When I wake up, I’ll have my coffee, do my Bible reading, and I’ll put my phone down. I’ll keep a notebook with me to journal or blog.
Now, I’m so tired I can barely stay awake, and it’s not even 9pm.
I hope you sleep well.
Dear Quiet
Dear Quiet 
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