I won't even deny it, I'm a bit of a birthday diva. I love celebrating another year around the sun and using it as a post to write a self-indulgent blog post that brags about myself and my accomplishments in the last 26 years of my life. But I particularly want to celebrate this year because I have been thrown some curve balls in the last few years (pregnancy, quitting law school, going back to school) just to name a few.
Recently, my classmates from the law school were celebrating a huge achievement; their passing of the bar exam. I was so excited to see the posts roll in on Facebook celebrating such an important milestone. The bar is hard; they had every reason to rejoice in their hard work and accomplishments. But I was also filled with an overwhelming satisfaction knowing that I did not have to take the exam. As happy as I was for old friends, I was equally pleased for myself because I had also found an occupation that was fulfilling. Even a month in, I can say with confidence that I love teaching in a way I never loved my law internships or classes.
How did I know that everything was going to work out this way? I didn't.
But if I have accomplished anything in the last year or two, it has been learning how to take my fears and anxieties about life and turn them over to God. Simple practices like mindful breathing and minimalist actions and living have helped me maintain a calmer, more purposeful state of being. I'm more aware of when anxiety, frustration, or fear are starting to rise and can attend to whatever is causing it and simultaneously turn it over to God.
As a daughter of the King, I have become more confident and assured in my identity and purpose that was created for me. There is frequent temptation to root myself in worldly things, such as my occupation or passions. However, as I've grown in my faith and vocation, have come to realize how peaceful it is to just be in God's presence and love.
Which makes this post much less self-indulgent. My victory, my success, it is all because of God. I'm so grateful for this season of life I've entered; calm, purposeful, and loving. And it is all thanks to our loving God.
I love a good routine. It's probably one of the things I missed most over the last year going to school, staying at home, and the other odds and ends that kept popping up. It felt like every time we have finally found our groove as a family last year, Josh's schedule would change or the little guy would start regressing sleep-wise. Good golly!
However, now that I'm teaching and our little guy is attending a daycare during the work-week, we are able to have routines again!! Admittedly, one evening week is a little strange because I am taking one.more.class for my education certificate but our mornings look pretty much the same each day and I am loving it.
My alarm goes off at 5:30 each morning. Occasionally, my other little alarm will wake up a bit before then but I am always up by 5:30 to get my day started. If the toddler is up with me, he will either shower with me or he will hang out with PBSKids and a cup of milk while I quickly shower for the morning. Thank goodness my curls are fully back; they're so low-maintenance on an average day.
By 6:00, I'm showered and getting breakfast together. I normally eat plain oatmeal with some fruit and cinnamon mixed in. I generally end up sharing it with my son or I will offer him some fruit to go with his milk. He has breakfast at school as well, so he doesn't need a full meal. From there, I clean him up and then get dressed for the day. I avoid getting my work clothes on until after he's fed and cleaned. Nothing ruins an outfit like a handful of oatmeal being smeared down the front your shirt.
6:20 is my warning bell; if I don't already have my makeup on, it is crunch time. I will settle the toddler in his room with gate up, keeping him in a safe space to play. I also sometimes bring him in the bathroom with me, depending on his morning mood. He's a pretty happy camper most days, but some mornings he wants to be closer than others. We both brush our teeth and I get any needed bags together. On Mondays, he needs fresh bedding. I always have at least one small bag with my planner, lunch, and other bits for the day. I try to be out the door by 6:30 or so, with a huge travel mug of coffee in hand. His ECC begins taking children as early as 6:30, so they're ready for him whenever we arrive.
I make the conscious choice to get us up and out of the house much earlier than we have to be because I would rather do any work in the morning and pick him up from school as soon as possible after work. Teachers don't get paid for overtime but it is a necessary evil. For whatever reason, it doesn't feel like overtime if I do it in the morning, before school begins.
Students don't come to my room until 7:45, so I typically have about an hour to pray at my desk, make any copies, and do anything else for the day (or rest of the week). My personal goal is to have Monday-Wednesday planned ahead and then make adjustments for Thursday and Friday based off of how we are doing with the material. I also have to plan a lot this year because it is my first year and I don't have many resources for our new Classical curriculum. I don't really mind though as long as I am not losing time with family to prepare.
What's your school morning routine look like? Are you also up before the sun? I'm curious!