Being Me…

and discovering that that is quite the roller coaster ride. Wanna come along?

Taking care of me


I’ve begun to realize that if I’m going to take care of my family, I’ve got to start taking care of myself.  Even if I don’t always feel like it and even if it isn’t always convenient.

There are certain things missing from my life right now: peace and quiet and any time at all by myself.  I do realize that having kids certainly impacts both of those areas, but really…it should be possible to have a little of each each day.  I’ve got to at least try, for my sanity’s sake.

I’ve always been one of those people that needs time alone.  I love my husband and I love my friends and family, but I need bits of time when it is just me.  I’ve always been that way.  It doesn’t necessarily need to be long, but things like taking a shower don’t count.  I need to be able to just sit and think, if that is what I need to do at the time.  Or sit and crochet.  Or sit and read a book uninterrupted.  I think 15-20-30 minutes would be fine.  Surely that isn’t asking too much!

Actually, I’ve discovered that my second child prefers quiet when nursing, especially at night.  I think that this might be one solution to my seeking peace and quiet.   If I retreat to a quiet room, leaving my husband to watch television or do whatever he wants while I nurse, then I get peace and quiet while he watches our older child.  We’ll see how well this works – if it helps her sleep better.


2 thoughts on “Taking care of me

  1. Hope this works well for you. I used to think that it was important for the family to be in the same place at the same time…not so. Mom, Dad, and Child all need some space. When I was a younger mother in your shoes, I’d get up EARLY before the children even thought of opening their darling little eyes. I found that reading something inspirational or writing in my journal when all was quiet did wonders for me…and consequently for them as well since I was a much happier mother. One of my daughters has three children ranging in age from five months to four years, and she stays up late (midnight) just so she can scrapbook or blog or watch t.v. without someone making noise or demands.

    Have you ever heard the expression, “If Mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.”? It’s a little crude, but there’s a lot of truth in it.


  2. You are so right about everyone needing some space. And I hadn’t really thought of getting up early – I don’t know why, since I used to do that so I could journal and have an uninterrupted breakfast after my first child was born. I guess I’m sleep-deprived; I just didn’t think about it. I’m going to have to try it. I’m just craving the time to myself.


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