I’ll admit it. I’ve been in a funk. After all of the excitement of the Christmas and New Years I got a case of the dull drums. And, here in Michigan January was dark, rainy and unusually dreary. All I wanted to do was watch TV in my yoga pants.
But my reality was vastly different then what I fantasized about. I have two little boys and am pregnant with my third. So, as I do attribute my pure exhaustion from ‘momming’ hard everyday while growing a human being. I also realized that I wasn’t acting like myself. I am used to being the mom who loves to take the boys out on play dates and to museums. We bake banana bread and play hide-and-go-seek in the basement! Not the mom who turns on a TV show and sneaks upstairs so I can lay down on my bed for a few minutes of peace.
And although I sometimes used the ‘thaw and serve’ cooking method instead of simple, healthy meals. I had been turning to that more then I liked recently.
I’ve also noticed that I was not taking care of myself. In more ways then one. I wasn’t eating healthy whole foods, I didn’t see my friends as often as I used to and I noticed that I was not social as I had been in the past with my ‘mom’ circle. I had become so ‘busy’ with being busy I realized I was just going through the motions through the day instead of looking forward and enjoying my days and time with my kids.
What was wrong with me?? I LOVE staying home with my kids! Usually…..So I decided it was time to stop my pity party and get my groove back. Yes, usually women say this after they are done having kids and I realize I was 32 weeks pregnant when I had this epiphany, but there is no time like the present.
First, I started each day with a healthy, filling breakfast. No more Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Scrambled eggs, fruit smoothies and Kodiak cakes seemed to to the job for me.
Next, I decided to get my social life back. Even if it fell under the category of a mommy social life……I didn’t care. I craved adult interaction during the week with my kids. I NEEDED play dates so I can sip coffee and chat. I NEEDED to meet-up for lunch once in a while when I could find an afternoon babysitter. And, I NEEDED to not be with my kids all of the time.
Slowly, but surly I am starting to feel like myself again. No, the exhaustion has not gone away. And, I know my happy hours with my girlfriends will have to wait for a while. But I feel like I am smiling from the inside again.
Finding balance is a very hard thing to do. It doesn’t matter if you stay at home with your kids or work 60 hours a week. It is all hard. But were did we lose ourselves in the process?
In my mind self-care make for being a better mom, wife, co-worker, friend and person. So, whatever that means to you, go for it.
I know it has made a world of difference to me.