There’s a lot of dewy-eyed dreaminess surrounding the idea of the Miracle Morning. It really is an almost magical practice, but that doesn’t mean the actual P-R-A-C-T-I-C-E *feels* like magic.
The magic is in the results.
Many moms—especially those currently in the trenches with babies and toddlers—feel like the Miracle Morning is an impossible dream for years down the road.
That could be true…if you want it to fit in a perfectly symmetrical, gift-wrapped package.
But if you’re willing to embrace the mess that will transfer into this period of your life, read on. Because my Miracle Morning is all kinds of messy, but it’s also what provides some semblance of sanity to my life.
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The first challenge of the practice is actually getting out of bed. As a mom, I treasure the post-bedtime quiet in my house. This means that I usually stay up later than I should because I don’t want the silence to end.
When the alarm jars me awake at 5:15, the first word out of my mouth is often one I’d prefer my kids not use. And then the next two words are, “Lord, help.”
From there, I visit the bathroom, brush my teeth, down my Spark, and then lay down on the floor (living room, not the bathroom) for a 17-minute nap.
Yeah, you read that right. I take a nap at 5:25am. Usually. Sometimes I manage to push through and wake up without it.
Since reading is one of my greatest pleasures, I start here. And if I’m lucky, I can get through a chapter of the book I’m reading uninterrupted.
But most mornings, my oldest traipses into the living room around 5:50 to ask me why I haven’t given him his milk and protein bar. To which I reply, “If you can ask me with a smile, I’ll get it for you.”
To which he replies, hand held in the classic wait a second position, “Okay. Let me try.” (Deep, shaky breath.) “Mommy, can I please have my chocolate milk and Clif Bar?”
Once Reagan’s settled back in his room, I finish my reading…after I figure out where I stopped.
Bahahahahaha. Most journal entries read as follows:
“Lord, help. I need grace. Lots and lots of GRAAAAAAAACE.”
Later in the day, I journal on my laptop. It happens. Just not first thing.
The end. Moving on.
Jillian is my BFF when it comes to mommy fitness. Her Body Revolution has changed my life, and my body’s not too shabby, either.
If I stay on track—and that’s a BIG if—I can start working out at 6:10 and be done by 6:45. But even if I do that, my boy takes many trips to the living room to check on how I’m doing and join in the fun.
I try not to yell too much.
On a really bad day, both kids decide to get up by 6:30, which means my workout will be divided into portions while I bathe, dress, feed, and console children, all with sweat drying on my skin.
Saving time is a holy endeavor in my book. Because of this, I’ve recorded my affirmations on my phone. Once my workout is complete, I’ll press play and then stretch some more because—in case you haven’t guessed—I’m kind of uptight and tense and my shoulders need a little extra TLC.
By this time? Reagan is usually in the room, talking about what I say in the recording. Yay.
Stretching complete, I roll onto my back to meditate with the Rituals app. Reagan usually joins me for this too…and gets distracted…and starts making a ton of noise or asking questions.
Just this morning, I ended up gating Cassidy in the living room to watch her favorite show, started Reagan in the bath, and meditated in Cassidy’s room. We make it work.
But hey! I’m setting an example for my kids. That’s gotta be good for something, right?
What was that again? Yeah, me neither. I have no idea how to visualize. I’ve tried. Really, I have. But in the end, art is the best form of visualization I’ve found, and I squeeze in art when I can, and sometimes even when I can’t.
Messy is better than nothing
It’s taken years to convince my perfectionist self that it’s better to try and fail than not try at all. And that includes the Miracle Morning.
Motherhood is messy. If we don’t embrace that mess, we’ll go crazy. And I, for one, can’t handle much more crazy in my life.
But here’s to enjoying what we have for today. Cheers!