Scratch and sniff stickers were the bomb. (Skunk was my favorite! I know. Weird.)
You prayed that a Cabbage Patch Doll would be under your tree on Christmas morning (and you did NOT appreciate when a handmade one showed up because there were fights over the dolls at all the K-Marts and so you ended up with the generic version that was just, well, terrible).
Notes were written on unicorn stationary. You came down with Pac Man Fever.
And you raced around at recess filling in silly details about yourself in all your friends’ slam books. You knew what you were all about back then…
Favorite color: purple
Favorite singer: Simon LeBon
Favorite show: Diff’rent Strokes
Favorite food: pizza
And now you find yourself in that magic period between school and retirement: the salad days of life. Far from those easy days of elementary school in the 80’s.
Raising families. Busy, busy, busy.
On top of that, we’re tired.
And sometimes cranky.
There’s not much energy at the end of the day.
Some of us are full of resentment and feeling forgotten.
But motherhood doesn’t have to rob you of your sparkle. It doesn't have to throw you down in to a pit of resentment and other yucky feelings.
You don’t need to forget about yourself just because there are other people that depend on you.
I want you to know something. There is still room for you, girlfriend, in the day to day. No matter how much you feel pulled in a million different directions.
I used to feel discontent. My days would end like I’d run a hard race. I was exhausted and my legs felt a little wobbly. I was a crank. My husband was left out of the circle of kindness because I was so wrung out. Empty.
But babies grow and you find your footing again. And boy, does sleep help.
Just because the kids are a little bit older, it doesn’t mean I’m always proactive in my approach to taking care of myself. I can slip back into the cranky mommy mode and that’s when I know I have to give my own favorites, my preferences, some consideration.
When I feel myself amping up and pushing to do it all, I need to pause and do something a little silly.
An Antidote to Resentment
I made a change. A big one. One that everyone had to adjust to here. I started to remember my favorites. I gathered up my ideas and got them down, slam-book style.
Last year I made a commitment to start feeling more whole, not like the server of needs of everyone in our house.
Have you reached a point where you want to stop feeling that way? You can. Let me tell you what I decided to do. (Its fun. Don’t worry.)
It was simple...in theory. A little more hard in the follow through--as anything is if it is worthwhile.
I started to remember what I liked. And I added to my lists from those days on the playground. Let's face it, we aren't those young girls anymore. Tastes change. As I began to consider what I really enjoyed now, I started adding those things back into my life. I slipped them into the crevices of time in the week. I chose to not do certain other things that ate up my time.
My favorites list is something I really love and it started my journey back to Happy, Satisfied Momma.
What are your favorites?
Because your preferences matter. You have favorites and they will bring you back to yourself if you are feeling drab or dull or just put-upon and resentful.
You might find yourself getting back in touch with that passionate girl you used to be, the one that chased and smiled and laughed more often!
Just for fun, get a list going too! What would you add to it? Here’s a brainstorm to get your started. I’ll be having a daily slam book sesh on Facebook. Come on over and share your favorites and let’s get silly together!
Favorite Hot Beverage
Favorite Cold Beverage
Favorite Time of Day
Favorite Piece of art
Favorite Style of Clothing
Favorite Sweet Treat
Favorite Savory/Salty Treat
Favorite TV Show
Favorite Historical “Celebrity”
Favorite Girl or Boy Band
Favorite Vacation spot