Sometimes, what you really want to know is just what do you do all day, Abundant Mama? Well, this post answers that for you. Enjoy this day in the life of the Abundant Mama. I hope you enjoy reading it like I did writing it.
A Day in the Life …
4:45 a.m. — Rise and Shine. My morning started a little earlier than usual. I woke to the birds singing and after some time decided to just get up and rise and shine the proper way. I started with a nice yoga flow on my mat in the quiet living room. No noise. No video. No one telling me what to do. I just listened to myself, moving from one pose to the next. Child’s pose. Down dog. Cobra. Sun salutations. Warrior. Reverse Warrior. Tree. It all felt delicious, like I was finally listening to myself.
5 a.m. Hydration. This is when I sit or stand and look at the sky and drink a glass of water. I love filling my tank up the right way and this new ritual has really transformed my feelings of healthfulness and abundance.
5:15 a.m. Plan our day. I grab my Abundant Mama day planner, my notebook and our schedule for the week and start hacking away at the hours and making sure I think of every little detail. This is when all the magic in my life happens. This is when I put every single Abundant Mama tool to work. As most people know, I do not like surprises in my day. I want it all planned down to the minute and then if we go off track, that’s OK. But I like to know when I can expect to lose control.
5:30 a.m. The coffee pot starts on its own after I set it the night before. I add raw sugar and organic creamer — two splurges I afford myself — and stir with a meditation of joy and peace in our lives. I move right into journaling by hand in our backyard gazebo and watch the birds and feel the breeze. Sometimes I’ll journal for an hour. Sometimes just for a few minutes. I just go with it.
5:48 a.m. In mid stroke of my pen, one of my daughters prances into the gazebo carrying her nightside book basket and plops down beside me. “But it’s only 5:48 in the morning,” I tell her. She shrugs her shoulders and looks at me with bright, summer’s here eyes and says, “Excitement!”
Thus begins the first day of summer break at our house.
From there, I’d love to give all the ins and outs, but something’s gotta give so I’ll gloss over the pre-breakfast meltdown, the demands to go to the store to get Pokémon cards and the extreme hesitance by one to do her family jobs, a mandatory task before summer fun can happen at our house this year.
8:40 a.m. We’re in the biggest and weediest flower garden, donning our garden gloves and tackling the weeds of life — one of the two family jobs the girls have and we’ll do it as a team. All three of us digging deep into the freshly drenched soil and plucking out long, in-tact roots and feeling pride with each one. In just a few minutes, the garden went from utter disgust to total enjoyment. And we had fun turning something ugly into something lovely. Abundance really does appear when our hands touch the earth.
9 a.m. We head off in the car for some much-needed gas and head to our favorite park for a long and slow hike followed by another slow hike. We spent great amounts of time breathing in the oxygen in the deep woods, fearing spider webs, meditating on slow. swimming. turtles, and I even took a minor fall down some pretty steep rock cliffs. We savored every sight and sound. found our favorite spot, a huge boulder in the middle of a creek, with a lovely waterfall. We found it simply by listening for its sound after a long winter of being cooped up at home.
11:30 a.m. A very fast trip into Target for coffee and shampoo, two needs if there ever could be needs. And one dear daughter ends up getting lost between the kids fake nails in the beauty department, and the cleaning aisle and before I can start panicking and calling her name I hear my own name over the loud speaker to report to guest services. I found her with very red eyes and a very nice Target employee by her side. It was clear she was mine since my other daughter was dressed the exact same. This was the very first time in nine years I’ve lost a child. Not bad.
Noon. We eat tuna sandwiches and potato chips. The girls watch old Bugs Bunny videos while I catch up on email.
12:45 p.m. We convene in the gazebo for a while, just talking and hanging out. Eventually we all do our own thing for a while.
3 p.m. I go in for a much-needed hair cut and drag the girls along. Clearly, they have been caged up too long in their school year because they could not sit still, not even for a minute.
4 p.m. We are home, and enjoying quiet time. Liana, inspired by my hair appointment, heads upstairs to cut her hair. Literally. (gasp!) The damage isn’t too bad. Jadyn stays close to me, as always, and finger knits through a headache.
4:45 p.m. We head to the neighborhood park for a small game of tennis and end up playing with some friends for a bit.
6 p.m. Dinner of cheesy rice and beans — we have no groceries — followed by popsicles. Dad arrives home soon after and hears the tall tales from our day that seem to mostly center around Target and how one almost got lost and they weren’t able to get the fake nails or the Pokemon cards. (And oh we went on a hike, too.)
7 p.m. We begin our summer nightly ritual of one-on-one time to pry the girls apart for a half hour of their day to give them some space. I help Jadyn begin her summer journal. Liana, who started hers last night, is hanging with her dad and they create some magic game where she apparently “reads his mind.” Scary.
7:45 p.m. Silent reading on beds while my husband, Dan, still in his work clothes, uploads 9 year old baby videos and burns them to disk — a long time project we’ve wanted to do and finally are — and I write this blog post.
8:30 p.m. Lights out for the kiddos, especially the one who was up at 5:48 a.m.
9 p.m. I clean up the kitchen, finish this blog post, start my morning coffee and sit in the gazebo for a while, shaking my head at what a wonderful, crazy, beautiful, glorious day it really was for us.
9:30 p.m. I fill out my Abundant Mama gratitude journal, read a little and fall fast asleep.