Searching for balance can be hard. Especially when you add in a baby. Brent and I have been searching for this balance of life, work, church and of course running. We spend our weeks trying to figure out how to balance everything. Then, I went and started to work more hours a couple nights a week and that threw a wrench into the flow we were starting to have. How do people do it all? How are Brent and I surviving? What do we need to cut out? Is it worth it all? Am I burning out? These are questions we keep asking ourselves. We want to make sure we reevaluate continually before burn out or frustration occurs. We were working on all this stuff before the little man came. Now, it’s of course even harder.
Running revitalizes me, but I’m exhausted. The little man still isn’t sleeping through the night. After feeding him at 5 in the morning I just want to crawl back into bed. I want to run. Just not that early in the morning. I have no other time and I am not willing to sacrifice my short evenings with Elijah when I’ve been at work all day. I’m not willing to sacrifice that time with Brent either. I know I’ll work it out. It’s coming. I need this.
Life. It’s what’s happening and its continually changing. We just keep checking it over.
