Saturday, February 12, 2011
Taking Care of Baby
I’ve been a wife for 33 years, a mom for almost 30 years. I was an employee for 17+ years and I’ve been a volunteer for 15 years…then there was my mom and my mother-in-law who I took care of through their last days. I run the “family” business: scheduling, driving, shopping, cleaning, bill paying and record keeping – sometimes cooking. I’m currently in the middle of several projects along with thinking about what new path our lives might take as my husband plans his next professional steps. As I’ve mentioned here, I’ve been a bit stressed lately, but I’ve experienced a turnaround (see A New Year by Any Other Name). Sometime throughout this turnaround process, though, I realized that, even before my mind took a new direction, aka a new attitude, my body had already begun the process. After two weeks of what I thought was lethargy, I realized that what was really happening was that I was taking care of ME! I didn’t go into my office except to add the daily mail to the piles of projects and paperwork already there. I worked out more. I took walks and then took naps. I did the things that had to be done – kids to the orthodontist, watching their games, keeping a basic level of food in the house, but I didn’t do anything more. I worried that I was turning into a flakey person, one of those people who commits to doing something, but then doesn’t follow through. Then, late last week, after I’d already experienced my “new year” attitude and was back at work catching up on all that I had let slide, I had one of those Aha! Moments when I realized that I hadn't been in danger of becoming a flake; I hadn’t turned into a lazy person – I was simply giving myself time to renew. No longer having a mother to take care of me, I babied myself and I feel better for it.