In my little world, when I don't get homework checked Saturday or Sunday, there is a mountain of books staring me in the eye Monday. I found myself still at it at 7:30 tonight. I let the boys make their own supper with little supervision (I do not recommend this!) so I could keep on working after we said the rosary. I found myself staring off into space, with feelings of frustration creeping in. I've been working on coping mechanisms, and getting back to simplicity is one of the best things I can do to keep my sanity.
I went to look for some hoogly. I'll explain it better later, but it's a word I'm borrowing (stealing?) from another blogger/Youtuber, that essentially means simple, cozy comfort. Some of you may be familiar with the Danish word hygge that has become wildly popular in the last couple years (and for that reason I chose to never use it). I do love to say hoogly. Hoogly makes me laugh. Hoogly fits me better than hygge.
This is my hoogly tonight.
I made myself a hot cup of chai tea...sweetened with a little raw honey...and shut everything down.
We went upstairs early. My littlest babies cuddled with me in the rocking chair while the big boys gathered around. We read stories. I stopped to answer questions every time they were asked instead of chiding the interruption. And then I went to bed at the same time as my little people.
My baby girl is breathing softly next to me as I write. I took the quiet time I needed to find the sanctuary of my soul and talked to God there. While I didn't get the extra sleep I probably needed, I again feel at peace.
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