So Saturday Morning, Pookah woke me up at the crack of dawn asking for pancakes and sausage.
I cleaned a little bit while he ate and then it dawned on me:
I had had no time for myself ALL week. I mean ALL WEEK.
Cdub got back into town Friday night. But for 6 days basically, I had been ALL OF THE THINGS to Pookah.
I took a shower, shook Cdub awake and told him I had things to do.
And I took a me day.
It’s taken me almost 6 years as a mother to do something that I used to do regularly before I had Pookah. TAKE A MENTAL HEALTH DAY. Self-care is important. We can’t always go go go. The rest of those bathrooms were still there when I got back, the floor was still waiting to be mopped and nobody died because I didn’t fold all of the laundry.
It was a good day.
I’ve got to do it again soon.
Sometimes, we need to just take