God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change;
- Newborns don't sleep through the night. No matter how tired I am at 3:00 in the morning, I chose to have a child and it's my responsibility to feed him.
- As much as I would love to know, I have absolute no say in whether or not our next baby will be a girl.
- My hips are not going to shrink.
- Jackson will never have the pleasure of meeting my parents (on Earth).
courage to change the things I can;
- Over time, I can change my weight and strength. I can choose to eat better and exercise or I can choose to binge on sweets and sit on my ass. I have control over this.
- There are certain efforts I can make to increase my frozen milk stash. #1--Pump more! Time to suck it up. (pun intended)
- I can make an effort to socialize with other moms and make new friends with similar lifestyles. I joined CharlotteMommies weeks ago but have been too afraid to go to any meetups.
and wisdom to know the difference.
- Can I change Jackson's feeding schedule? Does he need to eat 3 times in the middle of the night?
- Will my wedding ring every fit again? Can I lose weight in my fingers or do I just have to get it resized?
- Is Jesse's career in his hands or only God's? Should he stay home or go to work?
- Can I change my career status with National Boards next year? Is it worth it?
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I did not have enough patience to be a mother last night, as Jackson was awake every hour and I was physically drained. After finally realizing he was never going to go back to sleep, I showered, dressed, and changed him at 7 a.m. I put him on his tummy while I toasted my bagel and this is how I found him two minutes later. Go figure...
Kuddos for this post. Sometimes it's hard to be that honest with ourselves, let alone a blog community.
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