Stop the worry. Start the JOY!

Lately, I have been paralyzed by worry. A lot of things in my life that are up in air. Transitions are eminent, whether I like it or not. 

I’ve been packing for our upcoming move, which was already stressful for me. Now, it turns out, we might not only be moving across town, but out of state! 

My husband decided to go back to school and make a change of careers, which changed everything. The plan is still being figured out. Meanwhile, bills are adding up, and we have less than a month to be in our new place. 

All of this led to a great deal of worrying for me. I was stuck. Each day I barely made it through my required tasks, then I was done. I gave up on my goals. Who has time to better themselves when they are being crushed by worry?

Then I realized, this is the perfect time to grow. It is time to trust in God’s plan. As someone who likes to have every little detail planned out months in advance, this is hard for me. But I know God’s plan for me is joy. 

For now, I will pray. I will allow my husband to lead our family. I will be supportive. I will be joyful. I already have my 3 biggest desires in laugh: a God who protects me, a loving husband, and a precious child. 

So even in this time of stress, I am going to enjoy all that I have to be thankful for. Even if this situation does not turn out as I wish, I will still have my God, my husband, and Miss J. That is all I will ever need, so I will trasure my time with them, even difficult times. 

I have found my key to joy in times of worry: trust in God. I think that is why so many people memorize Psalm 23

The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want…”

It emphasizes trusting in God because he will give us what we really want. 

So that is my focus for now. I am going to continue to be joyful and trust in God. The rest shall come in time.

Until next time…Look for the joy in your pandemonium!

Saturday Morning Laughs

Sometimes, you just have to laugh. 

Saturday morning used to be my designated laugh time when I was a kid. Poptarts, cartoons, and the comics in the newspaper delighted me each Saturday morning. 

Today, this Saturday morning, I decided I just had to laugh to.

I woke up before I wanted to, due to the sinus infection I have been fighting. Miss J wanted to play, so I got ready to head downstairs to drink a cup of coffee and watch my sweet baby. If I had to be awake early on a Saturday while I felt miserable, I was at least going to enjoy it a bit.

I threw the clean laundry in the dryer (which I was supposed to do yesterday, but I put it off because I wasn’t feeling well). Then, I brushed my teeth, changed Miss J’s diaper, and warmed up some coffee. 

Coffee always helps add a bit more joy to my day!

I sit down with my coffee, get the TV turned on, and feel ready to ease into my Saturday. That is when I notice Miss J picking up something strange off the floor by her puzzles. I head over to investigate.

It was poop. A chunk that filled up Miss J’s whole hand. Gross!

I rush Miss J to the bathroom, throw the offending item away, and get her hands washed. Thankfully, her face is clean. She had not tried to taste it yet. 

After I get her all cleaned up, I go back to where she found it. There I see some smeared on the floor. It came from the cat. I find our worst washcloth, and get to scrubbing. As I scrub, I find more tracks of it across the living room. I try to scrub those as well, but Miss J has decided she wants to help.

I contain her in her playpen, and listen to her cry at me as I continue to clean our carpet. The cat joins me and sniffs the spots I just cleaned. She doesn’t seem pleased that I cleaned up her work. 

Finally it is all clean. I toss the wash cloth in the trash, wash my hands, and calm Miss J. 

I put Miss J down on our clean carpet, and head back to my coffee. The coffee is cold. 

Sometimes, you just have to laugh. It is Saturday morning, so I guess now is my time to just laugh. In the moment, it was so frustrating. Taking a step back from it, I see just how comical it was. 

I hope you got some laughs from the joy in my Saturday morning pandemonium.

Until next time…look for the joy in your pandemonium!

Teething Troubles

Everyone knows teething is no fun.

This proved true for me when Miss J got her first tooth. She was inconsolable all day, no matter what I did. It was miserable for all of us.

Her next few teeth came snuck in without an issue, though. She did a lot of biting on things, but that was pretty much it. Maybe the first time was a fluke, and Miss J had just been scared because it was a new experience. Our little girl was her happy self now.  I started to think that teething wasn’t as bad as I had previously believed.

Miss J got her first 4 teeth in a span of about 2 weeks time. Then we had a 3 month break. Currently, it is time for more.

While I am glad that teeth numbers 2 through 4 came in easily, they gave me false hope that teething might not be such a difficult ordeal. That hope has been crushed over the past 12 hours.

Miss J tipped us off yesterday that new teeth should be arriving soon. She bit on her finger all day and started licking her top lip, just as she did while her last teeth came in. I got excited to see a couple more teeth up top!

Unfortunately, after those first few warning signals, she also started signaling that those new teeth were going to bring pain along with them. She woke up almost every 15 minutes overnight. Each time she was upset, but wasn’t soothed as easily as she usually is.

Once we get around to getting out of bed, she still isn’t her happy self. Exhaustion from of her lack of sleep last night stole my sweet happy little girl. Instead of giggling and dancing, she stares at me grumpily and clings tight to my arm if I dare try to put her down.

Since I woke up with her all night long, I understand at least the sleep  deprivation part of her teething experience. Thankness I had coffee to help my own mood!

In addition to being tired, Miss J is still in pain. Even when she is in my arms, she occasionally let’s out a wimper as the rubs her gums with her finger. I wish I could take away her pain!

We have a great collection of teethers that help to some extent. For the most part, though, Miss J just wants comfort from her Momma.

Some of our teething toys. The baby banana is probably our favorite because it doubles as a toothbrush!

I scrapped my plans for a productive Monday. Today’s to-do list now only holds one item: comfort Miss J. 

Where is the joy in dealing with a teething baby? The joy is in the comfort. As I write this, I am cuddling with my precious girl and relishing how she reaches her hand up to stroke my cheek as she nurses. My heart sings with joy. 

“…you will have pain, but your pain will turn into joy.” -John 16:20

 In other news, my goals from last week went well. I am going to keep them the same for this week. I still want to put a lot of focus on being more gentle, and continuing to eat breakfast with Miss J each day.

The rest of my life is still pandemonium. We traveled a lot over the weekend, so I have a suitcase full of dirty laundry. And a mailbox full of bills. And a refrigerator full of…nothing. 

Here is what really counts, though. My arms are full with my sweet baby, and my heart is full of joy. That is all I could really ask for!

Until next time…Look for the joy in your pandemonium!