Since leaving the ever-sunny South at age 18, I have experienced definite mood disorder during the fall and winter months, and it’s more pronounced after becoming a mother. We as mothers are more susceptible to the changes that seasons bring, particularly in the gloomy months. We have fewer pleasurable distractions, fewer opportunities to help ourselves, fewer outs than we did before our lives at home with children.
I deeply admire those mothers who delight in the still, homey indoor time of the fall and winter; candlelight and fireplaces on dark December afternoons; watching the fresh snow fall and being thrilled at the idea of 5 more days inside; snuggling with children in a dimly lit living room reading books and drinking hot cocoa.
But for me, whether it’s nature or nurture or a combination of both, I am solar-powered. All those winter h
ome and hearth images seem so romantic, but they are not my reality. Sunshine means cheerfulness, optimism, motivation, and easy joy. Lack of sunlight means listlessness and blues that eventually, and very suddenly, devolve into disorientation and borderline despair.
Fortunately, with the self-awareness that prayer and good advice have brought, I have learned that Seasonal Affective Disorder need not be such a burden for me and my family. I beat myself up for a few years thinking it was attributable to a pathetic lack of sanctity, but I now know that it’s mostly related to physiology, which can be helped so that the real struggle for holiness can continue!
The winter requires self-knowledge and careful planning. Yes, we plan out our winter days based around my need for sunlight and activity and adequate social time. But it’s more vain for me to pretend I can cope with the darkness and solitude of the winter and then drag around in a sometimes-alarming state of hopelessness from November to March, bringing the family down with me. In our home, winter is not a time for hibernating or nesting. We may even miss out on some winter traditions. But I know what I have to do, and we do it, beginning in late October, before we get so far into fall and winter that the cycle has begun:
(1) In October, replace “soft white” lightbulbs with full spectrum bulbs, or the really bright fluorescent ones.
(2) Immediately upon waking in the morning, open all shades and blinds and turn on all lights. (This sets circadian rhythms and makes a huge difference for my sleep as well as my mood and daytime-nighttime orientation.)
(3) Exercise in the morning, after sunrise if possible. If exercise before sunrise is necessary (it usually is for me), don’t worry, we’ll be going outside again later in the morning…
(4) Go outside every mornin
g that it’s not pouring rain, as early as possible and for as long as possible, whether the sunlight is direct or partly cloud-covered. Layer clothing and take the children for a brisk walk, and try to find the sunniest spots. Turn face into the sun at an angle (so the sunlight goes in the sides of your eyes, not looking directly at the sun). Then thank God for the sun and for Jesus the Light of the World.
(5) Find friends who are light-dependent enough to be willing to venture outside in the cold morning from time to time. They don’t have to be best friends. All you need to have in common is a passion for sunlight : ) It’s nice to have an accountability partner.
(6)After the morning light therapy, move on to regular morning activities. Schoolwork if you homeschool; otherwise errands, housework, etc.
(7) Have a plan for every single afternoon. Write it on the calendar and stick to it. The morning’s goal is sunlight and schoolwork/errands. The afternoon’s goal is avoiding the aimlessness and then depression that comes with the dark afternoons. One afternoon activity may be dissecting a pumpkin, roasting the seeds and baking pumpkin muffins. Invite friends to join the pumpkin fest if you’re up for it, have some apple cider and throw in a dash of alcohol if you’re not pregnant. We also enjoy hosting summer-themed afternoon playdates like “the Islands” where the kids wear leis and sip drinks with umbrella straws and we listen to Jimmy Buffet. Another afternoon, visit friends at their house. One afternoon every single week can be a library mission. Plan in an afternoon of playing in the snow and making hot cocoa with candy canes afterward, and do it. Plan in an afternoon of reading themed books together then making a related craft, and do it. If Dad’s getting home late, trash the kitchen by crafting or baking gifts for friends, deliver the gifts, and then go to McDonalds for Happy Meals for dinner.
(8) Keep a regular bedtime and a regular morning waketime and avoid naps (unless pregnant). Keeping days and nights organized is crucial for my mood. Maybe Queen B our resident doctor can elaborate more on why.
(9) Don’t go wild eating carbs. Seasonal Affective Disorder produces cravings for carbs, but if I stay on track nutritionally (especially by eating large salads once or twice a day) and continue taking vitamin supplements, my mood is steadier.
(10) Let your best friends know that it’s a difficult time of year. In my winter cohort of four last year, one of us was an absolute lover of all things winter. Two of us were Seasonal Affective Disorder gals. The fourth is a saint. We stuck together with regular playdates, inside and outside, checking up on one another, and willing to throw normalcy to the wind to help each other through the season. We hiked through knee-deep snow to the winter-lover’s house and ordered pizzas on the third day of being totally snowed in. We wore four layers and sat outside together on February mornings. Our children missed naps and we had pumpkin muffins for many a meal together under bright fluorescent lights. It was my family’s best winter yet, by far.
May God bless us all in every season! And consider this an open invitation to email me if, come January, you’re sitting around eating frosted brownies and crying while your children watch TV all day. We’re in this together!
What am I cooking? Chicken Quesadillas, and on the side, B-Mama’s awesome guacamole recipe, homemade salsa, and a salad. Yum! And yes, you can make it all gluten free. I use corn instead of flour tortillas for my quesadillas.
What are my weekend plans? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Except maybe a soccer game, some yardwork, and Halloween, but no big trips and no weddings. I’m pretty excited about a relaxed fall weekend in my town.
What are my prayer intentions for the day? I’m praying for my husband, my family, my 2-year old son, and a dear friend who just received some very difficult health news about her newborn baby.
What can my children do instead of watching T.V? Make a cake. Last night Charlie and Gianna made their first cake. Yes it was from a box, but it was gluten free, and it was delicious!
What have I done for my marriage this week? Complimented Mr. Red on his good habit of not letting personal interests distract him from his work. For example, he didn’t leave work early for those Phillies games, but worked until his normal time and watched the game on a delay. I need to do a better job of remembering this the next time I’m upset that he isn’t leaving work early for me. I appreciate his responsible nature, and I know it isn’t easy to be that disciplined. For the record, I would have left work early for the Phillies
What am I reading? Very little. I put my next book on hold because of the Phillies. It is impossible to follow your team in playoff baseball AND read anything of substance. There just isn’t enough free time. Now that the Phillies are no longer playing baseball (big sigh) I’m hoping to get a new book from the library. And have I mentioned that I’m bummed about the Phillies.
What’s challenging me lately? My almost 3 year old son Gus. He has some special needs, he’s been sick (double ear infection, pink eye, two rounds of antibiotics), and his behavior has been really…um…difficult (and that’s putting it charitably!) He tends to shut down when he’s not feeling well. It takes him a long time to fully rebound and I’m certainly not as patient as I could be. I’m praying for a lot of patience and perspective this week. But on a more positive note, I posted a few weeks ago about my baby Claire and her refusal to nap. I am happy to report that she has now transitioned to one nap, one beautiful long nap, and she is a very happy baby girl. I fought her dropping a morning nap because none of my other kids dropped their morning nap this early (12 months), instead they waited until around 15-16 months. Several weeks back we had a very busy week. That week forced me to put Claire down for only one nap, and after 3 days she was suddenly sleeping for 3 hours, waking up happy, and sleeping for another 13 straight hours at night. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Praise God for a happy baby!
Something that made me think? A conversation I had with a friend this past week. My friend’s husband is out of work, and she talked very personally about his struggles to find a new job, and his overall lack of peace with his unemployment and their family situation. After the conversation I thought a lot about how much a man’s identity is linked to his work. Considering the strong drive in a father to provide for his family, it must be incredibly humbling to be unemployed. Earnestly looking for work, and watching your family wait would be very, very hard. I’m praying in a special way today for all fathers without jobs.
Life can be hard, but truly we have so many opportunities, great and minor, to be thankful each day. I am such a planner and that I am often looking at the next thing on my “to-do” list rather than stopping to appreciate how far we have come, and while this dreaming and scheming helps us accomplish a lot, it sometimes feels like we have so much still left to do, we never get to year 5 of the 5 year plan because it becomes year 1 of the next 5 years!
To help the family stop and give thanks we have two small practices, we use them sporadically but I have come to really love them.
First, with the kids we have a small journal we use for “Gratitude.” We go around the table and each tell something we are thankful for, and I write them down. John almost always mentions his latest favorite toy of the moment. It interests me that Peter names the authors of the books he reads, not the books themselves. The girls may come up with a person, and Leo always, always says the food that we are eating at that moment. We have fun doing this and I really like having the journal to look back on, when they are older it will be very funny to see what they were most grateful for at age 5.
Second, for my marriage, even though we are not really sentimental in general, we try to send emails with the subject line “it’s great” and then say something positive.
For example, it’s great that the super cheap pool company I found actually showed up and closed the pool, the price was so good that I had my doubts! It’s great that the service men at this small business were super child-friendly. It’s great to watch the kids gather around the window as the pipes are blown out, exclaiming over the geysers.
On a really bad day, looking for one good thing can help us to keep on moving forward.
Lastly, my husband’s mother used to wear a pin to work every day with the word “Attitude” in gold letters. The pin only had one stick on the back — pins with words usually have two, so that they stay straight once they are pinned on — so that from time to time you had to “adjust your attitude.” This is a phrase that we use with the children, but sometimes I need it more than them! These small practices help me to cultivate an attitude of gratitude for my abundant blessings.

"As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we’re doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women."
- Nicole Johnson, The Invisible Woman
"A mother is the most important person on earth. She cannot claim the honor of having built Notre Dame Cathedral. She need not. She has built something more magnificent than any Cathedral -- a dwelling for an immortal soul, the tiny perfection of her baby's body."
- Joseph Cardinal Mindszent
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