it does get better!


Call me a goldfish but I don’t remember how bad it was in the first month. It was just three weeks ago that I wanted to throw the baby away and two that I wanted to die and now I am moaning the day when my little pet cat will be too heavy to sleep on my chest.

Maybe it has to do with the fact that  today I actually ate breakfast, bathed and ate lunch before 1pm. I even had tea at 4! All these without a squeak from Jireh — in other words, he is sleeping! 

All the mothers were right. It does get better! My tidal fear of visitors have washed away and in comes a willingness to meet people — Hello Cheryl, Cherie and Clara! Don’t forget my neighbours who knitted a blanket for Jireh. And I am beginning to text people “how are you?” instead of “I am struggling!”

With Jireh’s more reliable naps, I want to make better use of my time too. Goodbye Facebook, the only thing I had time and energy for when sleep was scarce and mobility was limited. Hello people, books and writing. 

*takes a deep breath and checks whether my brain is still capable of thinking*

I am almost finishing a book, War of Words, by Paul David Tripp and I am eager to let God’s mission transform the way I speak everyday. There are people to care for, to catch up with, to connect to — and I am excited about how my words can make a big difference. (In case you haven’t noticed, I love words but am also dreadfully poor at speaking the way Christ does.) 

Progress  may be slow but I am announcing my new project on this blog: Project Words!



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