morning glory

February 28, 2017

If you have any introvert qualities whatsoever, becoming a mom throws you for loop. It is a glorious, rewarding, and stretching loop, but a loop nonetheless …

Us, semi-introverts, thrive on refueling time. Coffee. Quiet. Reflection. Coffee. Peace. Occasional solitude (remember I said “semi” introverts) coffee…. These words are our friends. We like them.

A baby changes everything.

Your time is no longer your own.

So when people ask: “How do you find the will…no, the motivation to get up early before your kids do?” I smile sweetly but am inwardly thinking, “You have no flipping clue. I have to.”

My mornings are my literal emotional survival.

Drinking coffee uninterrupted might be the SIXTH love language they forgot to include in the book (“The Five Love Languages” by Gary Chapman).

I’m not sure, but I may have solved 99% of the world’s problems before my children’s feet even hit the floor everyday.

In all seriousness, my mornings are a blissful gift. I look forward to when my alarm goes off at (don’t freak out) 5 or 5:30 am… at least 3 or 4 mornings a week, I’m the first one up… and its’ so gloriously rewarding that I keep coming back again and again and again.

I might even be addicted to early mornings.

I have crafted these pre-dawn hours in such a way that they are immensely life-giving. I have a prayer room. However, you don’t need a whole room, but a spot or chair helps to create a small personal space ‘away’.

My prayer room has my comfy chair, a lamp, a space for my coffee and books. I even have favorite verses on the wall and hope to even add a rug and wall hangings once I get around to it (probably once my kids leave for college at this point).

“What do you actually do during this time?” You might wonder… Well I’m glad you asked because I will tell you. WHATEVER THE HECK I WANT.

I pray. I pray for my kids, my husband, extended family. I also journal. I take an inner inventory of how I’m “actually” doing and process that. I read books that inspire me, I get caught up on book study for women group too. Sometimes, I just turn on soft music and sit.

The magic of solitary early mornings is: they keep giving back. I promise you it is awe-inspiring to have formed a coherent thought before seeing your child. After my alone time, I’m actually excited and ready to engage my children when they wake.

There is also something to be said for the fact that my kids see me get up early to read my bible and spend time alone. I’m frequently in the ‘prayer room’ when they wake up and come looking for me. In the spirit of “caught not taught,” I’m hoping this is an appealing practice that they utilize themselves one day.

I also notice my mental state is elevated the whole day. I feel starting my day before everyone else gives me capacity. I have the wherewithal to make higher level brain choices that employ compassion and empathy over reaction and irritation.

So try it! But disclaimer: I always take a few month hiatus from early mornings when I have a newborn…. But my sheer need for the refreshment it brings always has me quickly reestablishing this beloved routine.

*Photo by Tori Vandament

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  • Reply Katherine March 9, 2017 at 8:39 am

    Oh, friend, I can SO relate to this. Early mornings are my SALVATION in this season. I can’t say that I look forward to my alarm, though. I still crave sleep, I just crave solitude slightly more! 😉

  • Reply Lindsay March 9, 2017 at 11:00 am

    You know, I work out at 5:45 a.m. three times a week and I have to wake up at 5:10 a.m. to get there in time. I often come home before my little is up and those mornings I feel I have so much more grace to see my son when he marches down those steps ready for the day. But you’ve made me consider waking up that early on my off days to bask in the morning glory of quiet. Love this. Thanks for the inspiration.

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