what i learned this week #5 {a family health-related edition}

whatilearnedthisweekIt was after I’d written all these down that I realized they were all about food and exercise.  I may have learned other things this week, but I think I’ll save those for a blog post that will stay trapped in my head for a good two weeks.  Maybe this Summer I’ll be able to write more frequently.

  1. Don’t bake with colored toothpicks.  The dye will come off around the holes where you punctured your newly Pinterested pesto-chicken-roll-up recipe, and while confetti cake is awesome, unintentional confetti chicken is not.
  2. Zumba makes me feel like one of the cool kids.
  3. This stuff should not go in your eye. bugrepellent It’s not the worst thing you can imagine, but it was probably the worst part of my Thursday.  It’s important to make sure that the pump spray is pointed in the right direction.  Oh, you knew that already?
  4. I’m the only one in this family of five who really, really likes kale.
  5. My husband likes golf enough to play during the same week that he breaks down and visits a doctor for a shoulder issue.  Hmm.  This I cannot relate to.
  6. My middle child’s love language decidedly is quality time. 5lovelanguageskidsWe rode our bikes and ran around the block together a couple of times tonight, and twice he looked up and said unprompted, “I love you, Mom.”
  7. Two of my kids are old enough and strong enough to help me train for a 5k.  My oldest can run like crazy, and she shocked herself – and me – with how easy it was for her to run 1.3 miles tonight.  She’s come a long way since February.  Now instead of thinking I can’t exercise because I’m with the kids, I should think I can exercise because I’m with the kids.  Hallelujah!

31 days of a new normal {day 8} weakness

This post is part of a month-long series.  You can read the rest here.

I’m the oldest of three girls.  The third week of December will mark a) the 10 year anniversary of our wedding, b) the 1 year anniversary of my youngest sister’s wedding, and c) one month until the wedding of my middle sister.  No June brides in this family!Youngest and I gave Middle and her fiance a party tonight, and I’m still bouncing off the walls from all the love that was shown to them.  Okay, I’m bouncing off my mental walls, and my body is recovering. This post should really be 4,000 words about the awesomeness of friends and family, but I am doing a series about learning to deal with a chronic illness, so…

Why is it that I can “turn it on” when I have to? Especially when it involves other people, I can somehow dig down and find a reserve of energy and will that doesn’t seem to be there when I’m sitting alone at night in front of a pile of [insert school or home duty here.]

Even though I can think of possible medical explanations, it frustrates me that I can’t command my body or my mind — or the connection between the two — at all times.  It makes me feel weak.  I think it’s going to take a while to process this from (2 Corinthians 12) in a fresh way:

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.