As you know, I had a goal to figure out what’s going on with my body. I’ve gained weight, and mentally blamed it the medicine I’ve been on. This summer I wanted to reflect, workout, take time for myself, and dig deep. Here’s how my summer reflection went…
Alone time… is that even a thing when you are a mom? I always thought moms and parents were being extremely dramatic when they talk about how they couldn’t even pee without a child staring them in the face. Enter a toddler into my life. Let me tell you how much I love it when I am trying to pee in peace, and my toddler starts putting her princess stickers all over my face. Why doesn’t she care when my husband pees? Speaking of my husband, is it too much to ask for him to get his own room? Doesn’t he understand that after a day of having a child hang all over me, the last thing I want to do is snuggle? Like seriously, get your arm off of me.
My mom lets me stay in my PJ’s all day so I don’t cry.
Being a mom is hard work, and anyone who is a mom can relate. So why is it that we “mom shame?” Have you ever been the victim of mom shaming? Have you ever done the mom shaming? I am the first to admit that I mom-shamed the crap out of people BEFORE I was a mom. I just didn’t get it. “Why is your child throwing a tantrum in the middle of the food store? Ugh! Get them under control!” “Why is your kid so snotty, can’t you wipe their nose?” I vividly remember thinking that to myself numerous times, and substitute “food store” for a restaurant, mall, Target, you name it.