Here I am, sitting on my bed. The window is open and the spring-like air is flowing in. Emily is out at the park. I am alone. Oh, except for Romeo snoring at my feet.
I moved at a snail’s pace, but I finally asked for help. I sloshed past all the guilt about needing some time for myself and asked a babysitter to come for a few hours this afternoon. Now I can just focus on my work. I can just focus on me. It feels good AND weird!
Next week I’m teaching a class on Yoga and Self-Care for a group of parents. When I began preparing for it, I realized I needed to practice what I preached. If I was going talk to parents about the importance of taking care of themselves then I should probably make sure I took care of myself too.
Part of my self-care this week was taking the initiative to book a babysitter this afternoon. It feels very freeing (and foreign) to have three hours in the middle of the day to do whatever I want.
This week I also managed to get in some yoga while Emily napped. I’ve included that video below. It’s blurry which seems pretty fitting since it feels like my focus on myself is pretty blurry these days too!