I don’t necessarily want to be superwoman but I certainly get caught up in doing. I add one more task to my ever increasing list because it’s something I really want to accomplish. But the worse offense I often find myself engaged in, is giving my family leftovers.
Not the prior day meals, though that happens, okay frequently. No, I’m talking about the lack of depth of available emotional, mental, and physical reserves. I desire to actively listen to my daughter even if she takes for-ev-er to recount a story. I want to happily rub my husband’s back when he needs it rather than grumbling about how tired I am. I want to view the needs around my home as a testament to the blessings I’ve received rather than using them as justification for my emotional outbursts.
Instead I’m empty so I tune out, complain, and overreact.
Time to Refuel
So what is a wife and mother to do?