time

I don’t know where the time is going. Hunter is now 17 weeks old. I can’t really remember what it was like when he wasn’t here, yet I can’t believe it has already been 17 weeks since I had him. It sounds so cliché to say time seems to be flying. But it really does feel like time is flying.

I have a whole new appreciation for moms. Moms balance their lives with work, social lives, and being a mother AND generally make it look easy. Ha! The multi-tasking gene that women have is amazing. I used to think I, too, had this gene and could handle many things. But being a mom has taken so much more out of me than I expected. I am having a hard time balancing my time, keeping track of things I’m supposed to do, and functionally getting anything “done.” I am hoping that as I continue to get the hang of this mothering thing my ability to juggle more will return.

It could be stress, too, that has me feeling like I’m dropping balls everywhere. We are excited about the adventures before us, but there are so many details that come with a big life transition like this. From mortgage payments to government paperwork and loans to new apartment floor plans, my mind is constantly spinning with decisions that need to be made. Add on top of that a 5-week road trip to plan and many, many dear friends to say goodbye to here in Virginia Beach.

Behind all of this I can hear God calling me to trust Him and rest in Him. I find it much easier to trust God when I have all the details of how things are going to work. I am learning how shallow my trust really is. Faith is not easy, nor does it come naturally. God is continually molding me and through experiences like what I am going through now, He is birthing faith in me.