I have been horribly lax about getting out of the house on my own lately. Not for lack of Josh encouraging me to go, but between busy schedules and not feeling well and feeling like I should stay home and spend time with the family and/or clean… I just haven’t done it. The effects of this haven’t been evident all-at-once, but are more of a slow-creeping issue. It’s like when you’re watching the airplane safety video before a flight, and they say in the event of an emergency, to put on your own mask first before helping your child or anyone else. Sure, you can put off putting on your own mask, and you may be able to help, but if you wait too long, you’re going to do some damage to yourself, and be no good to anyone. I can put off taking time for myself, but after a bit I find myself not being the kind of wife/mom/person I want to be. For me, this often manifests as a shortened “fuse” and a growing sense of being overwhelmed. Which is funny, because I get so overwhelmed that I feel like I can’t leave, but in reality, if I just left, I’d feel a whole lot better. Rational Jillian knows this very well. Emotional basket-case Jillian? She doesn’t listen to Rational Jillian often enough.
Because I’ve been having a hard time getting out of the house, I’ve been focusing on at least finding some moments of peace in each day. And I quite like how it’s going. For one, I try (I’ve been failing at this lately due to some awful headache issues) to wake up at 5 each morning to read my Bible while I have my coffee. It’s nice and quiet, and I still have time to get some chores done before the boys get up for the day. I find that I feel a lot more centered when I’m able to have that quiet time.
Another routine I’ve just recently begun is tea time during the boys’ morning snack time. They didn’t use to have a morning snack, but I realized that they were getting super cranky each morning at about 10, so I gave it a try. Lo and behold, Liam and Brendan (much like their mother) get very cranky when they’re hungry. Having that short time where they’re a bit more chilled out and eating their snack opened up a perfect window for me to grab a little bit of peace. It’s not long, and honestly, it’s not always actually peaceful… but it’s a little routine that I’ve become pretty attached to. And, thanks to Pinterest (I can’t remember which of my friends I re-pinned it from, but I am so grateful!) I have a lovely and relatively quick drink to make during that time. It’s called a London Fog Tea Latte. And it’s delicious.
You can find the recipe for it if you click the link. It’s basically Earl Grey tea, a little bit of lavender, steamed milk, sugar, and vanilla extract. I cut the sugar down to two teaspoons and find it to be just right. Because my kettle broke, I just heat the water for the tea in a pan on the stove. It actually works out perfectly because while the tea is steeping, I put the milk into the hot pan and set it back onto the off, but still warm burner. In the time it takes for the tea to be ready, the milk is the perfect temperature. While I can’t say for certain that the robot tea infuser improves the taste… it definitely makes it a little more fun!