Ever since joining the motherhood club, me-time has become a very rare commodity. It has also taken on a whole new meaning. I don’t go to salons or spas to get pampered. In all honesty, I’ve never been that kind of girl. Shopping doesn’t delight me anymore because it defeats my decluttering mindset. I’ve been trying to declutter for over a year and am still working on it. You are talking about a girl who used to hoard easily over 2 dozen pairs of jeans at any given time to now owning a measly stash of 4. I haven’t bought a new piece of clothing since I was pregnant with Axel- he’s now almost 7 months.
This doesn’t mean, however, that I don’t enjoy life’s other mini-luxuries. I love some quiet time, sipping on hot beverages, enjoying a good read, and indulging in fancy petite sweets. This type of experience for me is far more zenful and what I would rather crave for me-time. The bebe hasn’t been feeling well and has been out of daycare for almost a week now. Today I worked half day and spent the latter half home with him. While he napped, I snuck in some me-time. I’m finally halfway through a beaten paperback book that I’ve started on over a year ago. Yes, it’s a bit insane but finding the time to read doesn’t come quite often.
I think me-time is important to maintain sanity and just to reset your balance. Please share what you do to decompress!
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