1. I’ve exercised every day this week. I’m not talking maniacal elliptical training or marathon sweat sessions. I’ve simply moved my body for at least 30 minutes and each time I’ve felt thankful for its response to the physical activity. Exercise reminds me of all that I’m capable of – even as a tired, 8-month pregger, and of my strength. I realized that this is why I enjoy regularly breaking a sweat. It’s not really because I want to look a certain way or to be swimsuit-ready (although there was time in my life when this was certainly the case). It’s because it reminds me that my body is a gift from God and that I am healthy and alive. In fact, I often find that exercise is as good for the soul as it is for the body.
2. My prenatal appointment had to be changed this Tuesday, and it was now going to fall right in middle of Rachel Marie’s naptime. I’d planned on bringing the girls with me as I usually do, but I swallowed (and nearly chocked on my pride; there’s a reason I have “Lord, keep me humble” posted at the top of this blog) and asked for help. I got it and was so grateful, especially when I ended up being at my midwife’s office for two hours. A tired toddler and antsy preschooler would not a peaceful two-hour appointment make.
3. The kids and I made it to daily Mass in the past week.
Honestly, I had a hard time coming up with any successes for this edition – not because it’s been a particularly bad week, but I’ve just felt like I’ve been going through the motions and not doing anything all that worthy of kudos. But mothering can be like that. It’s usually not ostentatious (unless your child’s having a meltdown in aisle five). Instead, we’re just quietly making our family’s world turn.
Maybe that’s why this is such a helpful exercise because it forces me to assess how I’m doing, to take note of my maternal triumphs, however modest they may be, and to focus on the positive.
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