Everyone needs self-care
Everyone. But even more so, us special mamas need self-care!
Do you laugh at the term self-care? Like, “What special needs mom has time for self-care?! Like, surely, they aren’t dealing with what all I’m dealing with?!”
I used to be in supermom mode. All go, do the stuff, plow through it, git’er done ’cause someone’s got to do it!
Self-care was a luxury that other moms afforded and took for granted in my opinion. It would never be a reality for me.
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I lived that way until I paid a high price.
High in my opinion at least. Aaaaand then I let it slip again… until I paid another price. How long until we learn, right!?
The first time I developed a reaction to caffeine and a precancerous condition. Talk about freak-out mode! Try relaxing after that right?! I was fortunate to have the situation correct itself (except the caffeine part).
When the Dr. told me extreme stress was the cause, it was a huge wake-up call on self-care. I was a single parent at the time, going to school full-time as well as working, dealing with special needs, and…
…bed bugs. It’s a looong story. I was living in a nightmare. I ended up getting rid of EVERYTHING in my apartment and starting from scratch. It took about a year to get everything straightened out. I had ZERO time for self-care in my opinion. Thinking about what would happen if I developed cancer made me realize I had to make a way, period. For as much as I couldn’t afford the time (or so I thought), I knew I couldn’t afford to leave my kids in a life without me this young either!
The second wake up call?
I was doing well with self-care for a season, but when we started dealing with K’s being bullied at school, I went through a whole new round of stress and go, go, go; try, try, try. I should have laid down some other things in my life, but alas, I did not. I should have paid closer attention to what I was eating, but again, I did not. I should have found my identity, peace, and rest in Christ, but you guessed it. I was the captain of that ship, determined to fix it all through sheer force.
After a massive panic attack, I ended up developing an allergy to all fruit. Not most fruit, but literally all fruit! Every single one. This now serves as an almost daily reminder to make room for self-care! Don’t end up like me; seriously, don’t! The thought of never again eating another fruit from your early 30’s on can get a bit depressing. Letting self-care slip isn’t worth the high price tag.
15 days of self-care
So now that I’ve learned, I’m going to do my best to post here for 15 days over the course of this month. I won’t promise to get it all in in a month because… self-care! I will do my best, however, and email a digest out to my email subscribers once a week. If you’re not already on it, you can do that here:
Some posts will be short, sweet, and to the point, while others may have a story, example, or suggestions for you. I hope and pray that you will continue to read these posts or emails throughout the series and make self-care a high priority. Hopefully, these ideas will help you avoid some of what I’ve gone through.
I promise you that you can’t afford to skip self-care.
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