A Simpler Motherhood

Summer Maternity Capsule

Summer is officially here. Cue the swimsuits and flip flops and casual everything. Summer seems like an ideal time to implement a capsule wardrobe because everything is a bit more laid back and there are just less clothes to be worn. And who wants to spend time thinking about what to wear when the sun is shining?

My summer closet looks a bit different this year since I am in my third trimester with Baby #4. Luckily, I have some pretty stylish friends who let me borrow some maternity pieces, so I’m not scrambling for something to fit over my ever-expanding belly.

maternity capsule wardrobe

Here is my Summer Maternity Capsule:

1 sweatshirt

1 jean jacket

1 zip up jacket

1 long sleeve top

5 t-shirts: Thank you ‘cool mom’ friends!

1 casual tank top

2 cardigans

1 kimono

3 casual dresses: 2 purchased from Pink Blush and 1 borrowed from a friend

1 ‘dressier’ dress

3 long tank tops

3 pairs of running shorts: Thank you elastic waist.

1 pair of ripped jeans: They make me look way cooler than I am.

1 pair of Spanx maternity leggings

1 pair of cropped leggings

1 swimsuit top and bottom: The top is a Motherhood Maternity tankini and the bottoms are regular bottoms.

2 pairs of slides: Target and Birkenstock

1 pair of tennis shoes: These are only worn when hubby is around to tie them.

Honestly, I find myself wearing running shorts and t-shirts most of the time and dresses when I want to look a bit more put together. Slides have been a necessity and they may be the best money I have spent on something to put on my body this year.

Tell me, are you implementing a capsule wardrobe this summer?

Easy Breezy Summer Meal Planning

Summer is officially here and with it brings (super) long sunshiny days and a million fun things to do outside. Meal planning can be put on the back burner when there is sunscreen to apply and play dates to attend, but I have found it to be a worthwhile use of my time. And it absolutely doesn’t have to be complicated.

Over the past 12 years of being a wife and the past 6 1/2 of being a mom, my meal planning strategy has changed and evolved. Cooking a meal for two is drastically different than cooking a meal for five, especially when little people are involved.

This year at MOPS a super smart mom talked to our group about meal planning. Jayme writes over at Mom Saves Money and had so many great ideas, but my one big takeaway was to make a list of go-to meals. Life-changing. That go-to meal list is the master list I use to meal plan each week. Jayme gave us permission to repeat meals and encouraged us to do what works.

I ran with her wise words and created my own list of go-to dinners for the spring and summer. The list is comprised of 10 meals (mostly) everyone in our family will eat and I can prepare almost all of them without a recipe. And it is saving my life. Here is my current meal planning strategy:

1. Make a list of go-to dinners

I am thinking I will do this seasonly or whenever we get in a rut. I asked my family what they enjoyed and added the recipes to the list. I keep my list in the back of my planner so it is always handy. The list eliminates a bunch of decision fatigue. I only have 10 meals on my list, but if you need more variety go with 15-20. I tried to brainstorm meals when everyone was happily eating and Kevin and I weren’t begging our kids to take just ONE bite.

My Current List of Dinners

Tacos

Peanut Butter Chicken

Change Your Life Chicken

Steaks and veggies

No peek beef and noodles

Burgers and veggies

Pork loin and veggies

Korean beef burritos

Spaghetti

Pork Carnitas

2. Use the list and a calendar to meal plan

I like to meal plan on Thursday or Friday for the next week so I’m not thinking about it over the weekend. It doesn’t matter when it gets done, just that it gets done.

I choose a dinner for each day of the week based on our calendar. Sunday nights is always pizza and one night is always leftovers. If we will be out of the house at night, I usually opt for something easy in the crockpot, a picnic, leftovers, or take out.

3. Make a grocery list

While I am meal planning for the following week, I also make a grocery list in my Notes App on my phone. Sometimes I even put in my grocery order while I am meal planning to take out a step. I use the Wal-Mart Grocery app because it’s super easy and I have found I save a lot buying the bulk of my groceries there. We currently are involved in a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture), so all our veggies from the week come from the share we collect each Monday. We also purchase a quarter of beef a few times a year from a neighbor, so much of our meat is already in our freezer.

You might have noticed many of the meals on my go-to list are meat and veggies. There are two reasons for this: 1. Because my kids like meat and veggies are just the natural accompaniment. 2. The CSA lends itself well to this type of meal. I can have the meat ready and use whatever veggies we get for the week.

This meal planning strategy is simple and only requires a bit of work on the front end to compile the list of go-to meals. My time spent on Pinterest has decreased immensely because I am not searching and clicking on new recipes each week. I still find new recipes occasionally, but I am doing it out of enjoyment and not necessity.

Tell me, what are some of your go-to meals? I would love to add them to my list!

10 Reasons We Love Daddy

Father’s Day is this Sunday, June 16. While it doesn’t get noticed as much as the big Mom day in May, in my mind it is just as important. Dads are in on this parenting gig, too, and they deserve a whole lot of love and maybe even an afternoon without a honey-do list.

I’ve been blessed with some pretty great Dads in my life: my Dad, my Grandpa, my Great-Grandpa, my father-in-law, and my sweet husband. They have all loved me well. And three of them love my kids well this side of heaven. My Grandpa and Great-Grandpa are with Jesus now and I know they are loving my kids from afar. Their legacies still touch my kids lives today with the way they loved their families well.

10 Reasons we love Daddy

Dads matter to our world. They matter to our kids, to us, and are vital in determining how the next generation is going to live and love and thrive.

If you’re unsure what to get the Dad in your life, think about a simple list of reasons you love them. I had my kids share with me 10 reasons they love Daddy and thought I would share. It could be from you or your kids, but I promise it will mean a lot. As you will see below, it doesn’t have to be deep…

Why I Love Daddy by Luke

I love Daddy because I like when he takes me on dates.

I love him because he is the best Daddy I ever had.

I love Daddy because he cuddles with me.

I love him because I like to ride the tractor with him.

Why I Love Daddy by Lily

I love Daddy because he cuddles me in my bed.

I love him because when he has a birthday he shares cake with me.

I love Daddy because he colors with me.

I love him because he cuddles on the couch with me.

Why I love Daddy by Jude (submitted by Luke and Lily)

Jude loves Daddy because he makes him eggs. -Lily

Jude loves Daddy because Daddy takes him on tractor rides. -Luke

Grab some paper, make a homemade card, and tell the Dad in your life why you love them. Dads could use a bit of encouragement, too.

Happy Father’s Day to all you Dads out there and a special shout out to the man my kids call Daddy! You matter!

Summer Reading List

“It is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it.” -Oscar Wilde

Summer is (almost) here and reading specific books is something I aim to be intentional about in each season. I love to compile a list and get through as many as I’m able. Making a reading list helps me with decision fatigue when I finish a book. Amen. When I don’t have a book list at the ready, completing a book feels hard and almost not worth it because I don’t know what I’m going to read next.

As a momma of three with one on the way, reading happens in the nooks and crannies of the day. Sometimes in the early morning before the kids wake, sometimes when they are playing happily on the swing set, many times after they have gone to bed at night. Reading is something I enjoy, so it is a priority for me to fit it in when I can. Maybe it isn’t for you and that’s a-okay.

Since Baby #4 will be arriving in early August (and reading will inevidtably come to a startling halt), my list isn’t as long as in the past. Here is what I am hoping to read this summer:

Nonfiction

Deep Work: Rules for Focused Success in a Distracted World by Cal Newport

Gift from the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Just Mercy: A Story of Justice and Redemption by Bryan Stevenson

Fiction

Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery

An American Marriage by Tayari Jones

Before We Were Yours: A Novel by Lisa Wingate

If you make a book list, what is on it for this summer? I am always looking for more to add to my list!

Friendship

Remember those friendship bracelets we tied and knotted and gifted when friends were just about as important as breathing? Me too. I made a lot of them growing up. I would knot them around my ankles in the summer and give them away to my BFFs.

Friendship bracelets date back to Central America Indian crafts and there are even some knotted bracelets that date back to 481 to 221 B.C. China. They didn’t make their way to America until the 1970s, but they haven’t really left. (Side note: Everything from my life as as a 7th grader is on the streets: scrunchies, Tommy Hilfiger, Doc Martens, friendship bracelets.) A friendship bracelet is given as a sign of friendship and is tied onto the wrist of a friend and meant to be worn continually as a sign of friendship.

About a week ago, there was a slew of young girls and mommas knotting and braiding bracelets in my kitchen. It was not intentionally thought out, but these bracelets were a sort of small celebration of the friendships created the past five years. You see, it was the last playdate with my sweet friend, Nicole, and her girls (at least for awhile). Her family is moving across the country to California. As I sat there watching everyone braid and chat and weave, I thought about the friendships formed and nurtured in this group. How God can take different people with different upbringings and backgrounds and lives and intertwine them together, exactly the way one would braid a bracelet.

As the morning turned into afternoon and everyone packed up to leave, I thought about how it has been such a gift to love and do life with these people. It was not lost on me that I have experienced friendship in a real, pure, profound way. The way God intended. And 1,600 miles won’t change that.

Friends have always been important to me and through the years I have made friends, loved friends, moved away from friends, and had friends move away from me. But you know what? I am close to many of them still today. And I know that will be true with Nicole and her family. Forever friendships are the kind you know, even before someone does the leaving, that time or location won’t change anything. It will be just as it was when coming together again. Apart, but not separated.

Even when the leaving and saying ‘see you later’ hurts, I know it isn’t final. It’s just a new beginning…of doing friendship a little differently.

Here’s to friends…the forever kind. May we have them. May we love them. May we have known them in a way that saying ‘see you later’ seems impossible and hopeful all at the same time.

Celebrate

Celebrate: acknowledge (a significant or happy day or event) with a social gathering or enjoyable activity

On May 26 Kevin and I will celebrate our 12th wedding anniversary. The last 12 years are definitely some of my best. If I would of known what I was getting myself into 12 years ago, it would have been an even more enthusiastic ‘I do’.

We have grown up together in a way, starting our life together straight out of the college gates. We bought and sold our first house together, learned how to budget together, traveled together, learned how to cook together, landscaped and completed DIY projects together, grown in our faith together. We have made big life decisions side by side, started jobs, changed jobs, moved home to the farm (and the very place we said ‘I do’). And the most magical thing we have done together is make three beautiful babies with another one arriving in just a few short months. We have found a rhythm, a sweet spot, where we do life day after day after day together. Some may think it to be monotonous, but I find our life together comforting, beautiful, and all I have ever wanted.

If my math is correct, we have been doing this married thing for over 4,000 days and I hope to do it together a whole lot more. And what do they say? Life is like a fine wine, it gets better with age… I see Kevin and I’s life together in just that way. Each and every day we get to work together, raise babies together, laugh and cry and tend the house together are the sweetest gifts. And every year I look back and praise God for the marriage and man He gave me because life gets better year after year.

At our house, we like to celebrate. For our anniversary, Kevin and I really try to take time to remember and be together, just the two of us. If we can get away, we do. If not, we enjoy dinner together and remember where we started and where we are today, without distraction.

I believe celebrating can be a holy thing. Just look in the Bible and celebrations are sprinkled throughout like confetti. The Bible celebrates family milestones: birth, stages of life, marriage, even the return of a prodigal son. God loves a good party! And I believe He wants us to pause, remember, and celebrate the good gifts in this life.

This year Kevin and I are taking a day to simply be together. We will probably grab coffee at a local shop and chat. We have an ultrasound scheduled to see our littlest peanut. And it will end with dinner out celebrating our relationship and our family. It isn’t a trip to Hawaii (although we hope to do that someday, too), but you better believe we will still be celebrating us.

How do you celebrate big milestones or events? Do you believe life is a bit sweeter when we celebrate?

What I Learned My 1st Year Homeschooling

Our first formal year of homeschooling is in the books.  Complete. Finished.  Done.  All the praise hands, people!

While I loved and cherished and was so thankful I had the opportunity to teach my kids this past year, Momma is ready for a little break.  We are taking two months off before we jump back in again come July and I forsee lots of playdates and time spent in the sunshine these next several weeks.

This past year, my oldest, Luke, worked and completed kindergarten, while my middle child, Lily, completed her first year of preschool.  (Take a peek at our A Day in the Life.) It was a year of challenges, trial and error, good days and hard days, and lots and lots of learning for all of us, me most of all.  It was humbling, convicting, and sometimes straight up magical. There were days I wanted to quit (mostly in January and February) and days I couldn’t imagine doing anything else (mostly in September and October).  Above all, I am thankful I get to do this gig.  It is a dream and a responsibility I am grateful for and I remind myself of this on the hard days.  

This past year I learned some things along the way. My hope is these thoughts will serve as a reminder to keep persevering and not let the little things become big things.  

Flexibility is imperative.

I am a type A person, meaning I crave order and consistency and a plan.  While these things served me well this first year, there were also times I needed to remember to be flexible.  Sometimes order isn’t necessary for learning.  Sometimes consistency can deter creativity.  Sometimes a plan needs to be abandoned for an impromptu nature hunt or zoo outing or playdate.  

My inflexible nature had to bend and stretch this year to accommodate my little people’s wills and minds and learning opportunities.  Most days, I wanted to start school by 8 if we were leaving the house and 9 if we weren’t. We probably did that half of the time. On those mornings when my kids were playing nicely together, I didn’t want to interrupt their free play.  Those early morning hours seem to be my kids’ best hours and sometimes I let them play a bit longer if all was going well. Other days if we needed to get somewhere, I pulled the reigns and we started on time.  Flexibility allowed my kids to have more productive free play (which is one of the reasons I wanted to homeschool) and made more room for unplanned learning opportunities.

Weekly timeline > Daily timeline

During Luke’s second year of preschool at home, I had a daily to-do list we would do together.  It stressed me out more than a little.  This year, I used more of a weekly timeline and it changed our lives.  It was less stressful for everyone.  Some days we had more time to get things done, while other days we had less.  We got as much or more done with a weekly timeline verses a daily timeline AND it was a lot less stress for everyone.

Outings matter.

Many factors play into why it’s a bit more difficult for us to get out of the house to do things.  We live about 25 minutes from town, 45 minutes from where we do a lot of life.  Naptime is a priority, thus we strive to be back home between 1:00-2:00 every day. Getting school in and doing an outing in the morning sometimes rushes us.  And, well there are three little people.  All of that being said, this last year taught me we need outings.  Outings to see friends, outings to experience different places, outings to do life outside our home.  Although they can make ‘getting everything in’ a bit more challenging, the kids value this time away from our home and I do, too.  

what I learned my first year of homeschooling

Routine matters.

Outings matter.  So do routines.  Our morning school routine and reading lesson routine in the afternoon for Luke is what made our days run more smoothly and made them more manageable.  

Our morning routine started with circle time in the playroom with calendar, our letter of the week, poetry, and reading a few picture books.  I then worked with Luke completing his seat work which included Language Arts, Science, and Math while Lily and Jude played.  Then Lily would come work with me and Luke and Jude would play.  After I put Lily and Jude down for nap in the afternoon, Luke would do his reading lesson and his reward for the day.  This routine kept me sane and helped the kids know what to expect day to day.  There is a good chance we will keep this routine, with a few tweaks, when we start school back up again.

what I learned my first year of homeschooling

Another thing I discovered I needed was at least two days completely at home each week in our normal, slow routine.  Knowing I had two days at home helped me complete more items on the weekly timeline and also gave all of us all more room for the slow days we crave.

Finished doesn’t mean successful.

There were times I tried to rush and push Luke too hard to get things done and it’s probably one of my biggest regrets from this past year.  Just because something is finished or complete, doesn’t mean it was successful. I want all of our kids to love learning and really internalize the things we read and do.  And I’ve learned rushing them through an activity or worksheet just won’t do that.  

This year Luke didn’t finish his math workbook.  Although he completed all his other school work, he has five weeks left of lessons in math.  As a type A momma, I struggled with this, but a month ago when I set our last day of school, I decided we would slowly finish his workbook over the next 8 weeks and possibly carry it over when we begin his first grade year in July.  Everyone is still breathing and an asteroid won’t hit the earth because we didn’t finish the workbook. (There is a lot of talk about asteroids and dinosaurs at our house right now.)

When I was teaching first grade before kids, there were many things I wanted to squeeze in, but didn’t have time.  This is life and although it would have been nice to get those amazing projects, learning opportunities, etc. in, I knew finishing something wouldn’t make it successful.

I could probably come up with a hundred other things I learned this year like peanut butter and jelly is an okay lunch (5 days in a row), we can survive an unbelievable amount of days solely inside (thank you, winter), and fall and spring are the loveliest times of year because school can be done on the patio.  I know I will continue to grow and learn year to year. Learning alongside my littles is joyful and humbling and something I hope I never take for granted.  

If you’re a homeschooling momma, what did you learn this year?

Moms Matter

I’m not sure if every school implemented crafts as homework in the early 90s, but boy did my school set parents up for some late nights and frustration.  Many of these crafts were brought home as ‘homework’ for the ‘student’ to complete.  These projects were all a bit tricky for me because the craft world was not my thing.

I remember one specific project: the construction paper turkey.  Number one: Who has a child make a construction paper turkey at home?  What exactly is the purpose?  What if we didn’t have scissors, paper, glue, glitter, everything one needs to make a construction paper turkey extravagant?  These were questions I had as an elementary student when I sat down at home to make this turkey while my mom was down the street serving up prime rib and Cabernet to diners.

My mom worked nights during part of my childhood.  She would come home after I was happily dreaming next to my sister in our shared bedroom.  By the way, I still remember the line I drew in the bedroom telling her she wasn’t allowed on my side of the room.  My dad, bless his heart, was doing his best to keep three children fed (stir fry was his go-to) and their homework completed.  Don’t get me wrong, my Dad was my coach in more sport seasons than I can count and helped in any way he could, but homework was Mom’s world.

Back to the project. I did my best, but I knew it would stand pathetic next to the other turkeys.  When I woke the next morning, I didn’t recognize the red and green and brown paper on our dining room table.  My mom had completely transformed my turkey into the most beautiful creation with construction paper and glitter I had ever seen.  She probably stayed up all night making it come together.

moms matter
Shout out to the rad perms and acid wash jeans. Mom, do you have that jean dress? Lily would LOVE.

Let me be clear, I am not advocating moms do their children’s homework for them.  It was the 90s, people.  Helicopter parenting wasn’t a thing.  Our parents loved us, but we ate macaroni and cheese, hotdogs and Little Debbie snacks daily.  We set off in the summer with our bikes and a full day ahead of us while not one of us had a cell phone to ‘check in’.  My mother sprucing up my construction paper turkey wasn’t looked down upon in the least.

And friends, let me tell you, that ridiculous turkey meant the world to me.  I was so proud and excited to show it off in class that day.  Although my mom working nights for a season was hard, she showed my brother, sister, and I love anyway she could.  Her love ran deep and strong and has never wavered.  And her love came through loud and clear with that silly turkey.

Moms matter.  Now that I’m a mom, I see and understand and appreciate the things my mom did for me.  I look back and realize she did so many incredibly hard things.  She sacrificed her own comfort and happiness for ours.  I know she had days when all she wanted to do was stay in bed, but she got up, cracked open a can of Dr. Pepper and got moving.  She welcomed other kids into our home, so she could stay home with us when we were young.  She worked nights when she needed to help our family financially.  She was a fundraiser, a cheerleader, an art teacher, a car pool driver, a macaroni and cheese with peas and hot dogs chef.  She wore many hats and I’m sure there are so many I don’t even know about.

Now my mom loves my kids the way she loved me back when I was still small enough to need help tying my shoes.  I’m just going to say it: A mother’s love is unlike any other.  It’s steadfast and unwavering and big.

Moms matter.  They do the work no one will ever see.  They dig in, push through and love, love, love.  They plaster on a smile for their littles, even when they are hurting inside.  They play tea party and accept dandelion offerings and sweep the floor after meals.  They collect boogers from noses and don’t get enough sleep and pour another cup of coffee just for it to grow cold sitting in the microwave.  Moms make construction paper turkeys come to life.  They give the tiny humans in their care hope, encouragement, love, and the courage and confidence to do things big, grown humans do.

Moms are raising the next generation of teachers, doctors, farmers, electricians, bankers, even the next moms and dads.  So, if you’re a momma out there my prayer for you today is you know you matter.  You matter not just to your littles and your family, you matter to the world.  Your role is vital to creating a kinder, happier world.  So sweep up those Cheerios and rewarm that coffee in the microwave and snuggle your babies.  And rest in the certainty you are doing good, important work.

Oh yea, and Mom…

Thanks for the turkey and the other million things you did seen and unseen.  You have always been in my corner even when I made a complete fool of myself.  There aren’t enough thank yous.  You’re simply the best.

Look them in the eye

It’s past nap time and the clouds tell me it could be a good afternoon for a snooze, both for me and the kids. I ask the kids to quickly pick up and get their books to read. Legos, piles of books, and play food is scooped up and hauled away to the proper places. I look down as Lily tells me about dinosaurs and poison ivy. ‘Don’t let poison ivy fool you, Mom. It still hurts when the leaves turn red.’ I nod and then look down again and realize this might be the first time I have looked her in the eye all day.

We finish reading books on the couch and I walk Lily to her room to snuggle under her pink polka dot blanket. She nestles into me and I sweep a wild red hair behind her ear. And I do it then. I look into her bright blue eyes, full of wonder and things to tell me. And she does. She tells me about her books and her water glass and more about poison ivy. She knows she has my undivided attention and takes full advantage of it. I listen and try to memorize the way her braids are fuzzy all around her head and the way she crinkles her nose and then half smiles with her eyes looking up at the ceiling. I spend a few more minutes just listening, and then she walks me to the door and hugs my neck as I look her in the eye to tell her I love her.

With the meals and cleaning and teaching, it’s sometimes easy to forget the children in my home are actual living, breathing tiny humans. I am putting their needs first almost all day long and yet many times I fail to have a real conversation with them that doesn’t involve the word ‘no’ or ‘please do (or do not) __________’. It’s on me, this lack of close conversation. I am the sole person taking care of them 3/4 of the day. So why do I struggle with the daily practice of noticing, talking, and not hurrying through a conversation with my little people?

look them in the eye

I don’t have an answer, but I do know I want to try and have more eye to eye conversations with the little ones in my home. It seems a simple practice, really. Get close to the ground and talk with them. Snuggle in bed and talk with them. Find a way to talk with them. And listen. When I think about how simple, yet living giving this thing can be, I almost kick myself for not being more intentional about it sooner. (Grace, grace!) And yet, here I am.

Today I want to be more intentional with the practice of looking my kids in the eye everyday and talking with them. I know most days they will probably say something like: ‘I don’t know’ or ‘I need some space’, but I still think it’s a worthy practice to instill in our daily rhythm.

How do you make time for conversations with your littles?

look them in the eye

Social Media Sabbath

Last summer I completed an experiment using Jen Hatmaker’s book, 7. It challenged both me and my habits and got me thinking why I do what I do. A new habit formed from that experiment back in June of last year: Social Media Sabbath.

Every Sunday I take a break from Social Media. From when I wake up on Sunday to when I wake up on Monday, I am not checking Facebook or Instagram or any other platforms. I might check email or Marco Polo, but I am staying off the socials. And it has been so good for me. So good, in fact, I have continued this Social Media Sabbath and am wondering if and when I should take it further, but that’s another post for another day.

How much are we using social media?

45% of the world’s population use social media and 88% of Americans between the ages of 18-29 use it. If you’re reading this, there is a pretty good chance you have a social media account: Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Youtube, Snapchat, etc. As digital consumers, we spend about 2.5 hours on social media everyday. That’s 38 days a year. 38. That’s more than 10% of our year spent liking, sharing, tweeting, and watching stories.

How does social media affect us?

Whether we want to believe it or not, social media affects our mental health. More and more studies are being done on this topic and the findings are showing both correlation and causation. Basically, how much time spent on social media directly affects our mental health.

A study done by The University of Pennsylvania had a group of students either continue their current use of social media or limit their social media use to thirty minutes a day: 10 minutes each on Snapchat, Facebook, and Instagram. They used surveys before and after this experiment and tracked use on the students’ phones. They found students who limited their social media use described a significant decrease in depression and loneliness.

Social media can be useful in numerous ways, but intentionality is what keeps it useful and keeps it from being a problem. If we use it unrestrained, it can actually cause harm we may not even realize. If we can be aware of how much we are using it and how we are using it, we can use it in a healthy way.

Social Media Sabbath

Following through with a Social Media Sabbath has been so incredibly good for me. It has allowed me a day of rest from the noise of the world and given me respite to be with my thoughts and my family. It has allowed me to be more present with my people and give them my undivided attention.

As I wrote the above paragraph, it made me a bit sad. I have let social media seep into my everyday, six days a week. It distracts me from my own thoughts and family. It divides my attention and has me thinking about other things when I could be in the moment with my people.

My personal findings as I processed and wrote my thoughts in this post are this: I need to find a way to be more intentional with my social media use on a day to day basis. Taking a break one day a week is good, but I want better.

The way I live my days is the way I live my life.

What now?

Thanks for sticking with me on this topic. If you’re looking to be intentional with your social media use, let me offer a few questions and ideas to get you thinking about how to do this.

Question: How much do you think you use social media in a normal day?

Idea: Download the Moment app to track your phone use and also check in on your phone to check your percentages of use. You can do this by going to Settings > Battery.

Question: How do you feel after scrolling through Facebook or Instagram?

Idea: Check in with yourself often and try to pinpoint if there is anything that makes you feel less than, lonely, or gives you that FOMO (fear of missing out) feeling.

Follow-up Idea: After you pinpoint this, don’t be afraid to unfollow some accounts to help with those feelings.

I want to reiterate I am not ready to burn down social media. I find it useful and a great way to connect with both old and new friends. However, it can be harmful unless we begin to be intentional with the way we use it. How will you start to be intentional with your social media use?