I try to have a good night routine, which I did for years and years and years prior to becoming a mom. While I may miss some of it, I wouldn’t trade bedtime snuggles with my little guy for the world.
The living room gets picked up. I double check that lunches are packed and coffee is ready to go. I tidy up the kitchen and family room. I batten down the hatches. Little man & I do our nightly dozen yoga stretches. We have our snack and beverages (his: chocolate milk, mine is herbal tea). We brush teeth, and he goes into his room. We snuggle, read a story and say prayers. We have some sacred time together-we talk, we giggle. Sometimes its ugly, all of the time its spiritual. Its our time together.
After he is snuggled into bed, depending on how I feel, I either go to bed myself or I stay up and read or write or craft or watch tv. Regardless, I try to at least mutter some prayers before I drift off to sleep. Some nights, I even pray compline, which is such a wonderful close to the day. If I am still somewhat conscious when I get into bed, I do a body scan and release tension. I focus on a body part, saying silently that all tension in x is gone, and that x is completely relaxed. I sleep so much better when I let go of all the tension in my body. I turn all anger and resentment and issues over to God, and sleep peacefully.
Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity. Margaret D. Nadauld
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