My personal downfall…


So I’ve been thinking about this for some time… The golden question: How do I make time for me?

As a mom and wife does that even exist? Is it necessary? Is it selfish?

I don’t flippin’ know! I have been juggling the pseudo-single mom life this past year since my hubbs travels quite often for work and the alone time is few and far between. I feel like it’s my duty to be there for the boys even more to compensate for the other half being gone. They feel it… I feel it. They are stressed… I am stressed.

Often I feel that my non-mommy friends don’t understand why I can’t hang out when they can or I can’t go to dinner because frankly I just don’t have the energy to deal with a screaming tired 2 yr old that is fighting with his older brother.

But as I type this I wonder to myself if I am doing an injustice to all of us by not taking time to myself when I can. Surely me being stressed and overly tired does no good for anyone. So I guess if I could change one thing about myself… I’d change priority for myself.

So now that I’ve talked myself into it… Where’s my nail technician with my glass of wine?!