I was raised by a self-sacrificing stay at home mom, who did amazing things for us but didn’t really do a lot of things for herself outside of the home. When I became a mother I really believed that this was the sure way to be the best mom possible for my children, as they deserved nothing but the very best. This is how I started out on my career as a mom. For the first two years of each child’s life I dove deep into their care and balancing that with the care of my other children as well. In order to accomplish this I sacrificed most everything relating to me as an individual.
I dove so deep that by two in the afternoon I couldn’t be sure if I had brushed my teeth that morning, but I knew every detail of each child’s actions that day and could recite it on demand.
Their every need was met by me in the fastest amount of time as possible. I made homemade everything for them, even going to the farm to pick the ingredients myself to be sure that they had the best. My children had regular play dates and terrific birthday parties with a different theme each year. I helped in their classrooms on a weekly basis, I went on every school trip with them. I wasn’t what they call now a “helicopter parent” but I was involved in every aspect of their lives in one way or another. Now, there is nothing wrong with any of that, but what happened for me is that in order to accomplish all of those things I completely lost myself along the way. I happily put everything and everyone else first, not leaving any time to care for myself.