If you follow any blogs, Instagram accounts, have a Facebook page or love to read books I bet have heard of a concept called “self-care”.
What is this self-care concept anyways? I mean what is it REALLY? Because while the concept sounds heavenly, I can’t quite wrap my head around how to do this consistently yet.
This week I turned #18weekspregnant! Yahoo!!! Almost the halfway mark and I can see light at the end of the tunnel. No nausea this week was certainly a bonus too.
Every week my full-time work gives me challenges, surprises,moments of happiness and moments of disappointments. In other words some weeks I learn more while other weeks I pull my hair more lol! But even with all it’s chaos and glory I still love what I do because I wake up with a purpose bigger than myself.
On Tuesday however, the thunderstorm of emails and calls was at a max! Man, my anxiety had creeped up and I felt like I just needed to go crawl into a hole because I didn’t think I would be able to solve all the challenges, and certainly felt like I needed to solve the challenges alone and had no one to bounce and help me with it.
So what happened? Why of course! CONTRACTIONS
11 total that day to be exact.
By contraction number nine, I panicked and went to pick up my progesterone shots so I could begin getting them the next day. You see, I have to take progesterone shots so that I do not go into preterm labor. I go in once a week—except small detail. I was two weeks late in getting my shots started.
So the anxiety of the day forced me to stop pushing the envelope and forcefully STOP and PANIC.
I then realized that in this season of motherhood and worker/inspired bee that I push myself to the side and don’t care about my health many times. I am not the “go to the spa” type of gal, and not sure if I will ever be. I am however, long overdue in the take care of my health arena.
I went in on Wednesday to get my shot, my nurse Paula was grateful to see me and was glad I stopped procrastinating. No excuses. I left there and continued my day. By then the dust from the day before had settled down, and NO the world didn’t crumble in the process. However, one thing was different: CONTRACTIONS WENT DOWN. From 11 to just 1 that day.
Self care doesn’t have to come in a big package was the lesson this week, but it does need to happen.
So, I am going to wind down in the stressful areas of work where I can,while I may push myself beyond barriers this baby won’t have to suffer that with me. I owe it to this little one to relax a little and prop my feet up more so that he can enjoy his temporary stay in my belly!
On a scale of 1 to 10 ( 1 horrible and 10 excellent) where would you rate yourself in the self-care department? How consistent are you in loving yourself? What have you found to be your most favorite way to love on your being?
I would love you to comment and share, I welcome ideas!
Well until next week y’all!
P.S. And to all the mother’s out there: Happy Mother’s Day 🙂