click, click, click the sound of me snapping my nursing bra. I’m sitting here staring at my laptop, listening to my ‘angry music,’ drinking coffee and “taking time for me.”
‘Self care’ they call it. I’m in such a funk that sitting here just reminds me of all I need to be doing. How can we as moms go and go and still accomplish nothing? I can’t be the only one who feels like this… right?
Feeling like I have been working 24/7 for months on in… and then the opportunity to slip away shows itself and it’s almost annoying. Maybe I’m just bitching, which seems about right. I constantly feel like a debby downer.
I LOVE being a mom. Those tiny humans are my everything. They make me laugh like no one else can. The little one has a smile that could melt anyone’s heart. The big one is braver than anyone I know. And whether I love my babies is not the issue at hand it’s me.
Gosh guys, I don’t know...becoming a mom complicates all your emotions.
It’s hard to feel mad without the guilt for not wearing a smile. It’s hard to feel sad without feeling like you have let them down for not being strong. All your emotions come with side effects. You know what I mean? That how you feel (which you shouldn’t have to justify) is always followed by how that is making someone else feel…. I don’t know that’s how I feel anyway.
Self care is such a hard topic because even if we are away are we really taking care of ourselves or are we making grocery list, doing laundry, worrying about the to do’s and all that jazz in a different setting? When you are doing the self care thing, are you disconnected mentally? Can you let it all go?
I would love to hear below how you feel about self care….. like how you really feel.