I live for my kids, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
We have entered the self-care era, where moms are inspired to take time for themselves, unwind, and tap into who they were before they were moms. I respect this, appreciate it, and heck, I even agree with it.
But I am the mom who regrets leaving the house without one or both of my kids. When I am without them, I think about them. I don’t make commitments that would force me to be away from them for too long.
Perhaps it’s because I have always longed to be a mom, and now that the time is here, I don’t want to miss a minute. Or perhaps it’s because I truly enjoy my children’s company. Or maybe it’s because I want to be a part of their lives as much as they want to be a part of mine. Or maybe it’s all three.
Regardless of the reason, all of my waking hours revolve around my kids’ needs. Some may say I have lost myself in this role as a mother, but I would argue that I found myself.
I still spend time alone with my husband and close friends, but not without wondering what they’re up to and missing them.
I have been told, “Take more time for yourself” and “You need time too!” But I genuinely don’t feel like I do. I had 28 years before they came, and I will have a lifetime to myself once they’re adults. This era of my life is dedicated to them.
This is not to say self-care and me-time are unimportant for most. If you are the type of person who needs that to fill your cup, then that is perfect for you. For me, my kids fill my cup, and I find my energy and purpose through them.
Outside of parenting, I love socializing with friends, baking, dancing, reading, and traveling. I now do these activities with my children.
