What’s my morning routine?

We’re onto the 10th part of this blog challenge – I thought it would be hard to keep up but I guess I love pouring out my thoughts so much that it hasn’t seemed too difficult to find the momentum. That’s also possibly because of the number of hours that I’m awake in a day versus the hours I sleep (and one fine day I might crash and wake up like a week later?) – but so be it!

Today I’m meant to share my morning routine with you – I hope you can stomach it! 😉

First thing in the morning, I wake up to light streaming through my curtains and birds chirping outside my window. I stretch and yawn, feeling great that I’ve had a good night’s sleep and am ready to take on the new day! I sit back against my plush pillows, sipping herbal tea and trying to decide what colour I’ll paint my nails. Bring it on, skincare regime and yoga…

morningI should feel like this every time I wake up in the morning…

Oh wait, sorry, I think that might be happening in an alternate universe, but certainly not in my house…

Somewhere between 4.00am and 5.30am
Jared (the 12 week old) stirs. He either goes back to sleep easily, or he’s in the happy chatty mood that is so cute but also means he’s not going back to sleep for at least another hour or so. Which brings me to…

Somewhere between 5.30am and 5.45am
Jacob (the 2 and 3/4 year old) rises, and there is the rushed scurry between hubby and I to try and get him to go back into bed. He doesn’t go back to sleep, but some days he does agree to lie in bed until his Groclock sun rises (which is around 6.45am). Other days, it can get quite loud…

6.40am
Hubby gets out of bed and gets ready for work. Jacob and Jared conspire against me and both are wide awake, and Jacob conveniently sits on my head and tries to get me to read him books. So I drag my sorry self out of bed to make Jacob breakfast if hubby hasn’t already done it. I put on the kettle and pop a croissant into the convection oven. Then I make my coffee and try to enjoy my croissant while cuddling the bub and feeding Jacob his Weetbix bites & Cheerios.

One thing i might mention is that we say the “Superman” grace every morning and practically every meal (courtesy of Jacob’s cousin in Canberra who taught it to us when his family were over). It goes like this:
 (To the tune of the “Superman” theme)
Thank you God for giving us food
Thank you God for giving us food
For the food we eat
And the friends we meet
Thank you God for giving us food… Amen!

7.45am
Hubby leaves for work and I try my best to get things in order for the day, such as:
– Get Jacob to finish his breakfast and feed Jared
– Wash hands, brush teeth, clean Weetbix off my clothing and milk out of my hair.
– Change both boys’ nappies and make them presentable
– Feed the dog and top up her water
– Put Jared down for a nap before he loses it.

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And finally, we work out what we are doing for the day. The following are some of the things I usually do during the week:
Going to playgroup. I often go to one that’s tied to the school Jacob will be going to, and I’ve just started checking out a bilingual Mandarin playgroup too, which is really interesting (and I’m so amazed at how much Jacob has picked up after only going twice. Today he literally sang me one of the Chinese songs – he wasn’t even paying attention when they were singing it, or so I thought anyway!)
Swimming lesson. Jacob LOVES swimming (though he puts up a fuss all morning and all the way there about not wanting to go, and then when we’re there he doesn’t want to go home). Routinely after swimming he gets a nice hot milo and a hot shower at home.
Shopping. I usually try to do this on Jacob’s childcare day but sometimes I have to attempt the shops, ugh! Lots of coping strategies including numerous snacks, entertainment, and sometimes we play hide and seek with the pram cover (mainly when I want him NOT to see the Peppa Pig car ride on that we’re walking past).
A morning in. Sometimes we just have a lazy one – chill out and play with Lego, play outside, read some books or sometimes we do sneak in a bit of TV (if Jared is asleep and if I need to get housework done).
– Church. Jacob loves to go to church as he enjoys the kids program and gets to see his grandparents and sometimes his cousins too.
Anything. Like tomorrow, I’m taking him to this event called “Touch a Truck” where the local council is giving kids the opportunity to ride in and operate a garbage truck! So excited and really hoping there won’t be too many people there!

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What’s the best part of your daily routine?

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The gift of availability…

I was going to blog yesterday but we actually had a power outage – we had some crazy winds two nights ago and over 80000 homes lost power, including many local businesses. Jacob and I went out to a mall to escape for some of the day, but it was still a bit of a challenge, especially with hot water as our system is electric ignition based. We got power back last night, thank goodness. Some homes still don’t have power, and even today we still have temperamental power – it dropped out again just before I would publish this!

Read the full story here: http://www.adelaidenow.com.au/news/south-australia/power-to-84000-homes-restored-6000-more-to-go-as-crews-are-stretched-to-the-limit/story-fni6uo1m-1226817192911

I don’t know why this blog doesn’t show links now, and am trying to figure out how to embed them. I am a bit technologically challenged so do bear with me!

One good thing about my outing was that I got to drop by Myer’s closing down sale – everything 50% off! I got a new outfit – dress for $20 and wedge heels for $50 (but they’re real leather and very comfy – I need good shoes for my back and neck). Looks kinda retro with the piano and cement floor, doesn’t it?

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Anyway, what I really wanted to talk about today is the gift of availability. No, not the availability of a gift (though I love gifts!). I’m used to having a very busy lifestyle – even when I was a kid, I had a myriad of activities outside of school. Art classes, dance classes, music classes, tuition classes… the list goes on. And I would go to bed that night feeling rather tired but fulfilled because I had ‘made the most of my day’.

Now that I’m grown up, I’ve tried to adopt a similar outlook on life – by being busy and ‘productive’. Work used to keep me on my toes, but I also did other things like voluntary work, church activities, etc. But I found that it wasn’t actually giving me the feeling of fulfillment that I’ve been seeking since childhood. What was it I was missing?

I think I was actually missing time to do things that mattered more to me. Yes, it was good to build things into my schedule so I actually had a predictable time frame to work with. I’d know what time to do what and where I’d have to be when, etc. But since I stopped work, I’ve actually enjoyed the lack of structure to my life and the fact that I don’t have to make commitments in most of my waking hours.

Of course, I have to care for Jacob, which is a full time job in itself… but it also comes with a myriad of surprises and changing patterns. He has a routine to an extent, but there are also times where he’ll just change his mind and want to do something completely different. The last few days have been testament to this as he’s been teething (and has a little sharp edge sticking out already) – his sleeping and eating pattern both have gone to the dogs! But he’s still cute (especially when he’s sleeping):

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On Sunday, there was some worrying news going around – friends of ours had their son in hospital and the doctors couldn’t seem to figure out what was wrong with him. Another pregnant friend of ours also went into hospital with contractions which could have resulted in premature labour. We prayed for them, but we were quite busy moving furniture and stripping carpet/lino for renovations this week so couldn’t go out to see them.

However, on Monday, things didn’t look much brighter and I thought to myself – I don’t have anything pressing to do today. I could drop by to visit these friends – and that’s exactly what I did. Things just seemed to fall in place – I managed to pick up and put together a gift basket, and a friend was with me so that when I went to the Paed ward, she could keep Jacob outside (in case he caught something from there). I know I’d had a bee in my bonnet the days leading up to that, but for some reason, when I was there with my friends, I felt completely at peace. I felt that I was doing the right thing at the right time and that my purpose had been fulfilled.

And I thought to myself, how amazing is it to be available? There are so many needs out there to be met, and I wasn’t able to give them my attention because I was too busy with my own life. I made my own plans all the time, and thought I was being productive – which I might have been, but not necessarily was I happy. But once I surrendered my time into the hands of Someone bigger than me, things were being achieved on a bigger scale and I finally felt like I was doing the right thing.

So, for now, I think I won’t overcrowd my calendar with this, that and everything – because sometimes, all that’s asked of you is your time, and you want to be able to freely give it.

Here’s to many more days where we are available to do amazingly more than we’d ever have imagined! 🙂

A final greeting from Skittles who thinks she’s queen of the carpet and lino. 

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