Just wanted to share that I’m on a journey back to being myself. What do I mean by that? Well, pretty much ever since becoming a Mom, as probably most of you can relate, I’ve found that I’m drifting ever so slowly away from being myself – or rather, taking some time for ‘me time’. And yes, I do feel the guilt start to rise whenever I try to start doing something and of course a little one starts calling out my name or something else needs my attention. But as my hubby pointed out, he’s not playing the guilt trip thing anymore as a dad, so I shouldn’t do that to myself as a mom either. I need to shift my thinking as I’ve always found it easier to do stuff for others before doing stuff for myself. I think a lot of that has to do with different disappointments I’ve experienced in childhood and life afterwards, but it doesn’t mean it has to end that way. We all can take small steps to ensure that we don’t burnout because we’re ignoring ourselves completely. And let’s face it, it’s so easy to do this as a mom (or dad). I find though that moms just always worry about everyone else’s needs first, as I believe this is how we were made, as the typically supportive role, and emotionally it’s how we operate. We worry about everyone making sure they have their stuff before leaving the house that we often, (I believe), forget to take or do something for ourselves. At least that’s what I find for myself many times. And it’s frustrating, but I brush it off and try again the next day. On top of this, in the midst of soccer games, other events and everyday life, I find I just don’t have the energy to do anything I want to do for myself at the end of the day. And the idea of waking up extra early just to do them doesn’t really sound good to me either, but I also realize I need a bit of encouragement. I admit that. I’m so good at encouraging others to follow their dreams, but when it comes to myself, I tend to give up too soon or just leave things be. It’s just easier I guess not to be disappointed yet again. Like today, when I went to use the rest of a can of spray on primer to hopefully spray one side of a room divider I made, I was only able to coat two thirds of one side before I ran out of paint. Now I need to wait until I can afford more. But I’m going to try again… so please pray that I continue to enjoy the rest of the life God gave me in a way that is pleasing to Him and part of that is by enjoying being me. Thank you. I hope I’ve been able to reach out and touch at least one other soul out there who’s struggling with the same thing. Perhaps we can encourage each other?