I finally had to sit down with a pen and notebook and decide ahead of time what the day should look like.
It turned out something like this:
First, there is snuggling in the morning with Dad – the three of us curled up happily together, until Mr Baby decides its time to get a move on (literally, he resorts to manually opening our eyelids with his scratchy little fingers if need be).
Then, there is coffee and I make these new organic protein shakes that I invented – (coconut milk, bananas, flax seed and almond butter are the main ingredients) while Jason showers.
Will and I dress after Jason leaves. Then we go to Mass at St Vincent’s. (I am hoping fervently that if I take Mr Baby to daily Mass at least twice a week, he will learn how to behave better at all Masses).
On our way home, we stop by the Greenway and go for a long run together. (I have found that when running more than 6 miles, it is extremely difficult to run anywhere but the greenway or some such long trail).
We come home, eat lunch together, and then Will naps while I blog/fold laundry/sweep and mop.
Then – this is the exciting part – we take Will’s car to the park that belongs to our neighborhood!
Today was the third day of our new routine – and it’s a keeper. I felt so refreshed and energetic all day thanks to Mass and my run, and Will and I really enjoyed each other at the park.
He is such an explorer now. I loved watching him.
Routines bring joy and stability, a virtue I remember hearing a lot about from the Benedictine monks in my Freshmen orientation at Belmont Abbey.
Thanks to my pre-scheduled routine today, I experienced the presence of Christ in a quiet daily Mass, the smell of blossoming honeysuckle on my long run at the greenway, and the smile of my child in the sunshine at the park.
I couldn’t ask for more.
Well… Besides asking for the grace to stick to it!