Surprising insight

Yesterday at Church a challenge was issued.  To live for 72 hours as if the Savior was right beside you.  Although the challenge was extended to the Young Women, I decided to take it upon myself as well.  So this is my report after the first 24 hours. 
I have been very surprised that the feelings I have felts have been much less in how I treat other and more in how I treat myself.   In the past I have always tire, although all to often without success, to put the feelings of others before mine in how I interact with people.  As I have been striving to envision my Savior right beside me I have had such a stronger respect for all that He has gone through on my behalf and how my tendency towards being hard on myslef when I feel I am coming up short is very ungrateful.  I have become very good at not sweating the small with other but I sweats buckets of the small stuff with myself.  Likewise I push my physical limits too far.  I know that this is par for course for a Mom of 4.  But in not resting well, having quiet time, or skipping meals I am setting myself up for burnout.  This is a big deal for me since I am so opposed to over use of the phrase "me time"  that has given many women an excuse for neglecting others and their responsibility.  However,  pushing yourself too far to set the stage for burnout is just as bad in the end.   And honestly, I have been heading towards burnout.  I find myself thinking, almost daily, of enrolling the kids in school.  This year has been a bigger juggling act and I feel far too stretched.
This leads to other surprising realization I am having.  If my Savior were right with me I would firmer in my rules the kids but kinder in how I would enforce those rules.  I had thought that my feeling would be to "baby" the kids more and try and give perfect individual attention to each of them.  I guess that goes back to my feelings of being too hard on myself.  In truth, my kids get so much of me all the time that I feel I should help them be more structured.  In the past when I try to structure too much I end up VERY frustrated.  In contrast, today I have viewed their struggles and tantrums with the perspective that they are so young, in very new bodies, and still trying to figure this world and themselves out. 
Now, I know that this is just one day.  I know that I lack perfection.  However, I am hoping and praying that this 72 hours will help me keep a visual in mind of who I want to be and more so who the Lord wants me to be.  I will stumble, I will fall, I might even break a bit, but I will strive to softer with myself and lean more on the only one that truly pick me up and put all the pieces back together, better then what was there before.