Hello? Is it me you’re looking for….
Let’s talk about that word. ME.
Such a short, simple word. But is it simple?
For moms, at least this mom, thats a hard NO.
It’s so easy to lose yourself in this parenting job. Everyone else comes first. Always.
I’ve found myself going without even when we have the means, and the time (rarely). We go without sleep, showers (shaving), hot food, clean clothes…. all while functioning solely because of the coffee we reheated 3 times and then drank cold because we finally gave in to reality.
We are the center of the whole family! Why should we go without?
I’ve been on a ME kick lately. On a normal basis, I would feel guilty about this but guess what?? I DON’T!! I deserve it. I’m worth it.
I have been neglecting myself for far too long. I’m a mommy of 2. I’m done having kids (hubs got snipped). I’m done with the Mom rut. So, so done.
My daughter recently wanted to look through my Instagram photos, so we did. We looked back to before my second kid when I had gotten my groove back, we looked alllllll the way back to before ANY kids. I was cute! I dressed nice, I wore makeup and did my hair and felt good about myself. I took selfies. A Lot of selfies. But they were cute!
I went back to that current day, month, few months, year….. no selfies. No photos of me AT ALL except for when my mom visited last April.
What the heck??? Where AM I?
Seriously, where am I? I’ve lost myself for a second time.
I’d been putting off buying new glasses because someone else always needed something. Still wearing undies from before kid #1, haven’t had my hair done since I was pregnant with my second who is about to be a year old….
Here’s what I did.
“For the first time in forever….”
I got new glasses.
I bought new mf panties.
I did my hair!!!!
I got some new clothes and revamped my closet (see previous blog post).
I made plans for myself with no kids (this is almost as big as the panties, y’all).
ME, ME, ME!!!!
There is nothing wrong with doing me.
I’m going to KEEP doing me.
No more losing myself. I may not be the same exact person I was before kids (I certainly do not strive to be that version of myself), but it’s high time I figured out who I am NOW. Today.
I’m not JUST a mom. (Even though I love being a mom). It does not fully define me, AND THAT IS OKAY.