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Time to Be

Time to Be.
Since becoming a mum and admitting I very much LOVE my time alone, I crave , I mean absolutely crave the time & space to do as I please. No shoving MY priorities on the back burner, in order to ensure the kids, the cat, the fish & the house are sorted.
I nag my hubby about prioritising his self care. I don't think he knows how. I'm guessing we aren't brought up to demand that for ourselves. So we deal & deal & deal until we can't anymore.
That's what happened to me Winter 2011. I basically couldn't get out of bed one Sunday morning. My body had had enough. I had used the disease of perfectionism to eviscerate my soul until my body just had enough. Cautionary tale folks. Don't let it get to that stage. That was the beginning of my metamorphosis. It's not easy turning into the beautiful butterfly that you are. Growing hurts. It hurts a lot.
Once you admit you need something to change, you keep going. It will be tough but you'll look back & be super proud.
Forward is forward.
Back to self care. So it was that experience & subsequent ones that made me declare Self Care as king.
I do not mess around with that. Even if all I get is 10 mins, I will take it. My health depends on me being kind & considerate to myself.
At this moment, I'm writing this from my holiday home. I thought sporadic weekends away sans kiddos would be exactly what I needed & it usually is.
Last word = you deserve time to be you, take it!

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