It's probably come to your attention that I haven't blogged in two weeks. I've been in a slump. I'm not just talking about a blogging slump, I'm talking about a school slump. Actually, I've been completely and utterly burned out.
I pride myself on the fact that I haven't yet used that phrase during the year and a half I've been plugging away at school and all the while trying to maintain some semblance of normalcy and harmony in our home. I've definitely used the word "stressed", and I've certainly said that I was "overwhelmed", but what I've been experiencing is actually much more straightforward than either of those...it's just plain burnout. Unfortunately, it's not a very good time for me to be feeling this way. I'm approaching the culminating two months of my entire degree program. Next week I will start student teaching 4 days/week. Frankly, I'm nervous as hell. Do you know how long it's been since I've had to be somewhere at the same time every single day???
Aside from the end of my days of flexibility, I've got a huge load of work ahead of me.
Life isn't just about school for me, though sometimes you might think so by reading this blog or hearing me talk. I've got the most amazing husband, and two incredible boys who are fun, spunky and, I'm told, future heart breakers. But you know what? Some days it's hard to see all of that. My good friend Michelle happened to call me this morning as I was at a really low point. I was physically exhausted, stressed about an assignment due tomorrow that I was really not understanding, coming off of four days with a sick kid, out of town company, and having a difficult time with the discipline of one of our lovely children (oh - and did I mention that I'm particularly hormonal at this time?). I tried to hold in the tears but couldn't, and she was a self-proclaimed "fertile dumping ground" for me. Her prescription at the end of our conversation? Steak and a bath.
Husband eased the load of my day by coming home from work early to watch Connor while I went to a meeting for school. When I called to say I was on my way home he asked if I was hungry, and assured me that he had the perfect dinner.
When I got home, I found Husband seasoning some steak for us for dinner. He had purchased a case of steak to sample to some customers and brought some home. I hadn't told him how much I was craving a steak, and he didn't know about my conversation with Michelle.
I love how God answers the prayers that we never even think to ask, don't you?
2 comments:
God does care about every little thing. Oh, my friend. Hang on. The end is in sight. You can do it! I can not imagine your workload. You inspire me, even when you don't feel up to the task. Do you realize how amazing it is, what you are doing??? I suggest adding bubbles to that bath. Love you!!!
Jen, I am so in awe of you. What you have accomplished while also maintaining a beautiful relationship with your husband and children is astonishing. As Laurel said, you truly are inspriring. So...for now...keep on keepin' on and let God take care of it..."Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28-30. As I was writing to you this passage "plopped in my head." That doesn't happen to me very often, so I take it as a little nudge from God that I am to give it to you!
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