Me Time? Who Has Time for That?
Me time. Have you heard of it? Yes me too. Apparently, you ignore the big to do list on the notepad and light candles, eat chocolate, have a bath, read a glossy magazine. Sound good? Sounds bloomin’ amazing!
But seriously, who has time for it? Me. I have time for it.
I’m a bit embarrassed to say I do have the time for it to be honest but recently I have started putting it on to the to do list. No, I don’t have time for it, my to do list is longer than my arm and I could fill my day twice over but just as I make time to clean the loo, I now make time for me too. I used to feel really guilty about it. I’d sit there half reading a book and be constantly thinking about all the things I should be doing. I have stopped feeling guilty though because actually, having a bit of me time once a week makes me a nicer person. It makes me less resentful and it gives me a clearer head.
On one day a week when Little Man is in preschool all day I take one of Little Lady’s nap times for me. Neither child is being left to their own devices; it doesn’t affect them in any way but for a couple of hours (if I’m lucky) I grab a book or the remote and do what I want to do rather than what I need to do. After that I feel more motivated to do everything I need to do and get down on the floor with the kids and pay peekaboo or race cars for hours on end. I look forward to it too, I buy myself a
chocolate orange little treat and relax. You could say I do this every evening but I’m so tired by that point it doesn’t really feel the same.
I guess in really simple terms I am rewarding myself for working hard at life and there is nothing wrong with that. Like I said, I used to feel so guilty about it but why should I?! At work I get a lunch break, at home I eat my lunch (if I remember) while shovelling food into my babies mouth and convincing Little Man that there is more to life than cheese sandwiches and maybe he would like to try something new.
I’m allowed a break.
All parents deserve a break. It doesn’t mean we don’t enjoy being a parent or we don’t want to do it but sometimes it’s nice to be Rachel, not Mummy for an hour. So whip out that to do list or diary and find the time. It might be 10 minutes browsing your favourite Instagram feed or an hour with your nose in a book. Whatever it is if you don’t think you have time for yourself, find it.