If you are a parent, or a caregiver to someone, do you take good care of yourself?
I was at my hairdresser’s recently reading through a magazine, and I saw an article that opened with, and I will have to paraphrase here:
If you are a family of five, and there are four pieces of pie, you, as a Mother, automatically say that you have never really even liked pie.
And it’s a no-brainer; I would automatically give up my piece of pie for my kids. In fact for several years I gave up all of my free time for my kids, and at times my sanity went with it. I suffered for a long time from not being at peace with being a working Mom. To compensate, I wanted to be home with my kids whenever I could, and it was very rare that I would do much for myself outside of home and work.
My girls are not the clingy toddlers they once were though. They are lovely, independent, fun and interesting kids who often head upstairs together to play for hours on end, without needing, or even wanting me, around. It is a wonderful and grand thing that has happened, and so I have really started to take a lot of time for myself now. I read; I am learning to play the piano; I am training for my first half-marathon; I joined a book club, and I started this blog almost three months ago. I am turning into a real person. Who does stuff. And occasionally I even meet up with other people and do stuff.
But one thing I completely neglect to do is make appointments for myself. Doctor, dentist, eye doctor, physiotherapist, I’m always overdue. The time has now come that I can’t leave these appointments for later anymore, so I finally picked up the phone and started making the appointments. I am fine and healthy (honest Mom!), and I want to make sure that I stay that way. So I made all of the initial appointments, and now I am having the follow up appointments, and it seems like an awful lot of trouble and time, and frankly I’m sick of sitting on hold on the phone, or in a waiting room for ages. I will work harder to get my act together and keep up with it from now on.
And heck, I love pie! But with my slowing metabolism, I really don’t need that pie at all, and so I will happily keep giving up my share for my family.