The practice of taking an active role in protecting one’s OWN well-being and happiness. This is the definition of SELF-CARE.
As I’ve grown as a woman and a mother, I have come to realize how important self-care is for me. If I don’t get my alone time to get my nails done, go to the gym, or meditate everyone in my house will feel my wrath. It’s not that I’m dying to be away from my family, it’s just that alone time helps me recharge and reconnect with myself. I didn’t always view this as a priority because I felt as a mother, I didn’t need any alone time. I need to be with my kids as much as I can, so they don’t feel neglected.
Fast forward to 3 kids and a husband, I now know that I deserve that alone time. I do everything for everyone and by doing that it becomes almost second nature to forget about yourself.
I’ve mentioned before that I’ve been blessed with an amazing husband who has continued to push me to not forget about myself. He allows me to make myself a priority, probably because he knows if I die out the house will go down in flames. That alone is even more of a reason to focus on keeping yourself 100%. Going to the gym, pampering yourself, reading, journaling, listening to music, sleep, drinking coffee (yes coffee is a form of self-care) etc. These are all amazing examples of self-care, most of which help me maintain my sanity. However, on this journey of self-discovery that I’ve been on I have learned that the best form of self-care has been allowing myself to be ME.
I’ve always been super comfortable with the person that I am. I like me, I love me. But somewhere along the way I lost that confidence in me. I’m a very open, understanding, blunt type of person. I don’t mean any harm I just believe it’s best to speak up for yourself and say what you feel. I’m not sure how or when but for a while that quality left me. I didn’t realize it until my husband brought it to my attention. I had to take a step back and figure out what happened. That’s when I realized I wasn’t making me a priority. I was consumed in the thought that I should be doing more at the point in my life, that I hadn’t accomplished anything, and I was looking to others to validate my self-worth. This feeling, this behavior lasted for a while.
It wasn’t until I realized I need to do me, that I began to become myself again. I started going to the gym, eating better, changed my way of thinking towards myself and just like that Keyanna reappeared. It was the self-love I was depriving myself of that helped me focus more on maintaining my self-care. They both go hand and hand. It is so important to make sure you like the person you are. Self-Love is such a powerful thing and it can help you overcome so much.
How could I be a great wife and mother if I was dying on the inside? There’s a saying that your kids don’t need a perfect mother, they need a happy one. This saying touched my soul. Even though I didn’t realize it, the emotions I was putting off touched each one of my boys. I had to recharge myself. I had to dig deep and put myself first. It wasn’t easy but I did it and I did it with self-love.