The Practice of Self-Care

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I often tell myself I’m just tired. That I have two littles, a husband, a full-time job and family that depends on me. I tell myself that I’m doing my best and that the small amounts of anxiety, the snarky remarks and the lack of inspiration are because of the transition my life is in. That it will get better and I will do better when my life isn’t changing. That I’ll prioritize myself again, once time allows, when I can create a better schedule. That it's okay to feel a little drained and a little complacent and a little annoyed. 

Self-care is a challenge to a lot of moms. It’s a challenge to women in general. It's a challenge for me. It’s easy to spend all of my energy on those I love. It’s actually a joy to give them everything I can, but pile that on top of all the other responsibilities of being a woman and there isn’t always enough left for me.

Then comes the anxiety, and sarcasm and boredom. Which all equal symptoms of not making myself a priority. All of the seemingly rational reasons are just excuses to not make a change. I’m letting myself prioritize everyone and everything else over my needs. Then I tell myself it’s okay to do this when you’re life is in transition, but when aren’t things changing? Life is in constant change. What am I doing to prepare my heart and mind for those changes?

We are going to make a leap later this summer and before that I need to make myself a priority. To put energy into what I need, to listen to what my body is telling me and to help my mind find calm against the waves.  

I’m finding myself continually hitting the snooze button on my heart, which is telling me I need something. A night alone, a pedicure, a new book - anything! I found myself warning my husband the other night that a meltdown might be coming. I’ve heard countless support from other women on meltdowns. Embrace the meltdown! They chant. What if we avoided the meltdown? I want to avoid my meltdown. 

I’m committing in June to do at least one thing for myself daily that either brings me peace and joy (outside of my littles and Mr. Jeremy), supports my health and fitness goals, or feeds my creativity and inspiration. I’m going to be sharing these moments on Instagram and Facebook using #Juneselfcarechallenge to hold myself accountable. 

My goal is to bring awareness to my own needs and take action, hopefully inspire other’s to do the same and learn from people who have a similar practice. 

I  want to fill my well the way I hope to fill the well of other’s. I want to give to myself so that I can give back. And I want to re-learn what it's like to care for myself as deeply as I care for those I love. 

Leave Room To Be Surprised

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It's true that bad things happen. That life can be hard and confusing. But I'm learning that we can't be defined by our misfortunes (or circumstances for that matter). That we have to leave room to be surprised. 

There are too many instances where we get caught up in the bad from the past and become stuck. We have to be better then those limiting thoughts. We have to give ourselves permission to hold our life to a higher standard and stop attracting shit. We have to, at the very least, leave room to be surprised. 

What are the surprises we’re leaving room for? It’s those little unexpected moments, opportunities, and serendipities that fall into our day. It’s that promotion you’ve been working for or that new friend you’ve been needing. It’s when those stretch goals you’ve set out to accomplish are crossed off your list. It’s when the tide shifts in your favor. It’s when the universe meets the needs you were brave enough to ask for. 

There are high's and there are low's but I'm challenging myself to push through the low's faster and expect the high's to be abundant.The easiest ways to combat those low's, those misfortunes, is to let them go. Too many days I've spent offended or let down, annoyed or bored. I'm learning to let those feelings fall quickly and then give myself some peace by expecting to be surprised. 

I give myself that peace. I don't wait for some one else to give it to me. That's too much responsibility to put on someone else and I would like that peace now in my own terms.

Once you’ve given yourself that peace and decide to stop attracting shit, your life makes room for the good. When you let go of your defenses and give yourself what you need, your life takes note. I'm learning that the surprises are there when you start to clear your life from the baggage of your misfortunes. Like a good Spring cleaning, your throw out the bad and make room for surprises.