Honor Your Season

I'm going to be a bit deep and raw here. I've been struggling. I'm in a season and I know it's just a season... but the enemy has a grip on me because I'm in a weak place in this season of life. I feel like a hamster stuck on its wheel. The exit seems obvious for those looking from the outside, but for the hamster, it's elusive. I had my fifth baby almost six months ago. Before Badrick's birth, I was in a groove; a really solid routine. I had my morning routine of waking up around 5am to read a chapter in a personal growth book, read a chapter in my Bible, journal a bit, look at my day in my planner, go over the goals I've set for the month; all the things. Some mornings I would even do a workout either an hour of yoga, an hour of HIIT, or on mornings Norman was home, I'd even go for a six mile run. My evening routine was just as peaceful and set me up for a great night of sleep to begin my next day all over again. I would get all the kiddos to bed...