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Not Enough...

Baby Girl is 13 weeks now, Ava is loving every second of Kindergarten, and Anniston is learning how to be the Big Girl of the house during the days while mommy is taking care of the baby and all our buddies. 

This marks my 4th week back to work and I feel like I am still waiting for everything to start feeling normal. I've got my routine together for the daytime while I'm watching the kids and for the most part things are running smoothly....but I feel like I am being attacked by negative thoughts telling me "you are not enough..."  I know this is Satan and that he is trying to get me when I'm down, but let's just be real....it stinks! 


I know that the ONLY thing that can help me overcome my feelings of being insufficient is God.  Relying on Him in all circumstances is the only thing I can do. I need Him more than anything else right now....I just gotta figure out how and when to spend time with Him.  It's difficult, if I'm being honest.....I've made efforts to spend time with Him first thing in the morning....but it never fails that I will be accompanied by one of the girls...which means there is a lack of focus.  I've tried having my quiet time at night before bed, but that would lead to me falling asleep....or rushing through things so I can fall asleep.  I found that at one point nap time was the perfect time for me to have my time with God, but now it isn't working because the baby is awake and needs to be taken care of.

I know this is just a season, and I am cherishing the little things because I know it goes way too fast....but I have just GOT to figure out when I can have my time alone with God.  Anyone have a magic answer?






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