A New School Year

I can't tell you how typical this blog is of my life. Start something and sporadically continue it. How frustrating is that. So again for the millionth time, I will commit to doing better. I have friends who actually read this blog and they are disappointed daily in my lack of thoughts. I repent and seek forgiveness.

This past year has been a crazy time. My in-laws moved back, I was diagnosed with a type of Rheumatoid Arthritis, I was the president of a newly created private school, I resigned that position, and now we are back to a new beginning.

We began our back to school night routine this evening. The goal is for lights out at 10pm so that mom and dad can have some time to themselves. It is 10:24pm and I still hear chatting, running water, and Carter just asked if he should turn out all the lights. Not bad for the first run.

Clayton has agreed to read to the children most nights, an hour or so before bed. I think this will be very helpful. I plan to tidy the house while he is doing this and I really think that will help with the chaos of morning routines. I'm crossing my fingers.

I am happy to be beginning again. I have a few hopes for this new school year.

1. I will learn how to be "unapologetically" KARINA
2. I will feel confident in the choices I have made in educating my children.
3. I will treat myself like a caring mother would. Feed myself nutritious meals, take care of my body, get enough sleep, speak kind words and be encouraging.
4. I will learn to value my own opinion.
5. I will listen more intently to my children's needs.

As you can see, this year is mostly about ME. Selfish you say. No, not selfish, more like self-awareness, self-care, self-nourishment and self-discipline. My plan is to be an example of wholeness for my children. Freedom is our goal and when we are whole we are free from addictions of all kinds. Addictions to food, sleep, abusive people, fear, hate, and so many other idols that create bondage. I am setting out on a journey to more freedom and hopefully my kids will follow.

Unapologetically,
Karina