Introverted Mom by Jamie C. Martin

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I am an extroverted introvert. I flip flop on the Myers Briggs between an INFJ and an ENFJ. Even the E in the ENFJ exhibits many high introverted tendencies. The unusual pairing of this personality type is one that has great love of people and a need to processes life in quiet. It has truly been one of the biggest challenges that I have faced as an adult. How to balance a love of people, a deep need for quiet, and the constant chaos of being a homeschool mom. In complete honesty, I have no idea. I just kept moving forward and hoping for peace.

Reading (and listening to) Jamie's book has helped me see clear to some strategies to help my heart thrive. If I lean too hard to the quiet or to the people, one side suffers. Jamie is helping me find balance. I am realizing that I need to build quiet days into my calendar after major people days. I have learned how people with a high sensitivity to people, their emotions and energy, need more rest to process an event. God made us like this on purpose. It's a strength, not a weakness, when used well. He wants us to see things and share them. I am learning to create margin for rest so that I am able to share.



I am definitely a book lover and Jamie did something I love within her book. She used introverted authors of classic novels to share stories about how to care for an introverted soul. It's a brilliant strategy to make an idea sink in.

Simply reading the book increased my calm and peace. Every time I read the title, I felt a renewed sense of hope. "Your guide to more calm, less guilt, and quiet joy." Don't you feel good simply seeing those words?

Y'all read it or listen to it. I loved the audio as well. Jamie's voice is quite soothing. If you are an introvert or simply have some introverted tendencies, I highly recommend this book to you.

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