Thursdays: my day

Ever since after my ectopic pregnancy last summer, my husband started staying home with Alice once a week. Prior to that, I had been taking her to work every day, and I had reached a breaking point–it was too hard.

Having that one day a week was a miracle. A revelation. And it continues to be! My day this year has been Thursday. I try to schedule any doctor’s appointments for that morning. Then I head to work–by myself. I pray in the car and enjoy every minute of it. I get to the office, take my time getting my coffee and getting situated. There’s no need to rush, because no one’s clock is ticking (for those of you without kids, I should explain that toddlers can feel like ticking clocks–it’s a countdown to their next need: attention, help with a task, a snack, snuggles, you name it).

Then I work. And this is no small thing: I love Alice–it’s been a privilege and a blessing to be able to bring her with me to the office for over two years now–but friends, let me tell you how glorious it is to work without a little voice pleading, “Mommy all done work?” and “Applesauce!” and “Read a book!” To be able to guiltlessly actually focus on what I’m doing instead of keeping one eye here and one eye there–it’s almost like a vacation. Even though it’s work.

Then I buy myself lunch. Recently it’s been tacos from Tony’s Burrito Mex.

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Let me tell you about these tacos.

Really, what’s not to tell you about these tacos?

Wait, that didn’t make any sense.

Then again, the deliciousness of these tacos doesn’t make any sense either.


The picture speaks louder than my words can right now.

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Tacos al pastor with onions and cilantro.

A side of fries with mayo and ketchup.

And then I go write. I query agents, work on my novel, usually at Starbucks while sipping something with way too many calories in it for one small beverage and telling myself, ‘it’s okay. You can jiggle them off later as you waddle to the car.’

Finally, I run errands–get gas, go to the grocery store–and when I get home, it’s dinner time and there is food (a bean and barley slow cooker soup tonight) and I can’t believe how easy my day has been.

I wonder how other moms do it, moms who don’t get a day off, a day to pursue things they are passionate about independently of the home. Maybe that will be me someday, depending on what happens this fall and which one of us is working, but for now, I’m just soaking it up. On Thursdays, I remember that I’m not just a mommy or wife, but Jenna.

You may have noticed that on the rare occasions I blog, it happens to be on Thursdays.


8 thoughts on “Thursdays: my day

  1. Rowenna

    Thanks, Adam! Before I went back to work, Randy spent one afternoon a week at home so I could devote some uninterrupted time to writing. It was truly a blessing and a sanity-saver.

    And yes, toddlers are tiny time bombs of need. Adorable time bombs. But set to explode at any moment.

  2. Erica

    Joy to my soul just to read this! Almost like I got a little break on this Thursday too…:-) Enjoy your tacos and fries! Maybe this summer we can go there together some, eh?

  3. Twinky Satterthwaite

    Now THOSE are the real deal TACOS! Tacos al pastor, the BEST! They bring me memories of living in Mexico City and eating wonderful Mexican food that wasn’t just pre-fab crispy “carboard” tortillas. A fresh made tortilla is SO wonderful, plus all the other fresh ingredients make it a delightful meal. ENJOY!!

    And BTW, working on the movie with Erica and the one after that was my “I am more than a wife and mother and housekeeper and…. – I am Twinky! -” time. It was SO significant! Keep on keeping on, my dear, and walking the path the Lord has put beneath your feet! LUV U

  4. Stacy Decker

    I love tacos al pastor. Brings me back to living in Mexico and we can get them here, too! So glad you get a day a week to recharge. Think of you often.

    1. Jenna Post author

      I think about you often too (and pray). You’re going through all of this with so much grace and faith. It’s encouraging to see God’ strength shining through this time of weakness. Love you!


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