Here are 7 Ways to Know You Need a Self-Care Day. Please feel free to add to it in the comments!
7 Ways to Know You Need a Self-Care Day
- Planned ignoring of your family and friends happens every 5 minutes
- When you realize you have not brushed your hair in 3 days
- Meltdowns are happening (on your part and not your children’s part) daily
- You find yourself hiding in the bathroom more often than not
- The sound of your children inhaling the oxygen you are breathing bugs you
- Going to get the mail is a vacation
- The sound of a particular child’s voice makes you want to run down the road naked screaming at the top of your lungs
Big Daddy got home early, yesterday. He had to go and do weapons training, therefore, it was a short day for him. On his way home, he called to see if I wanted lunch. I have not been particularly hungry, lately, but I told him to pick me up a salad.
Once home, he found me where I always am…at the dining room table. The table is filled with schedules. There are Bible reading schedules, menu schedules, yearly school schedules, and daily school schedules. I also had an array of Dr. Seuss books and Sandra Boynton books stacked up.
Since school started, the dining room table is where you can find me at any given moment of the day. There are occasions when I hide in the bathroom. I may have been found lying in the fetal position, in the closet, and sometimes I am in the kitchen starting supper.
My days are exhausting, though you wouldn’t be able to tell from the state of my house. See, I have 5 kids at home (one is married and one is in college or working). Two of my kids have some learning issues going on, one rushes through everything and has to redo everything. One particular child has a word and question quota that MUST be reached every day or she will self-implode.
Then There is Hunter
Hunter consumes 99% of my day. Physically, he struggles, so his every move has to be monitored. I was trying to get his medications rolling, he started shaking so badly that he shook backward and landed on my apple head Chihuahua. I thought he killed her. It was bad.
He wants to “do school” so badly, but there are so many times he cannot physically sit still or hold a pencil. So, he wants to play with play-doh, play with sand, read books, play with legos, etc.
While I am grading papers, answering questions, doing my work, fielding phone calls, planning/starting supper, he is glued to my hip. He wants to do all the things, all the time and he cannot do them by himself.
He Knows Me
Thankfully, Big Daddy knows me. He knows when I’ve had my belly full. After our lunch, I asked if he cared if I went to town…alone…and he said: “GO.” He did not have to tell me twice.
Off I went. I didn’t brush my hair, change my clothes, or put on makeup. I just went. Mom and daddy were on my to-do list. I had an overwhelming desire to just go and sit with them. I cried and prayed all the way to Paducah.
We Had the Greatest Visit
I got to see K and J (Hunter’s biological brother and sister). I also saw my sister. Shopping is not my favorite thing to do in the history of ever, but that did not stop me. Kohl’s, Michael’s, Hobby Lobby, Old Navy were some of the stores I visited.
At Michael’s, I found some artwork. In Old Navy, I found a dress. They were both on sale. Then, I did something crazy! Dillard’s! Never have I shopped in that store, but today, I stepped out of my comfort zone.
I meandered to the makeup counter and I asked the 12 yr old girl and the 40 yr old woman to help a girl out. There was a brief moment of stating that I want to look natural. My makeup needs to be simple, and I do not want to look like a prostitute.
We had so much fun and yes, I did buy some makeup. She informed me that I didn’t need to keep makeup for more than a year (mine was going on 3 or more cause I just don’t wear it often).
When I got home, from my self-care, afternoon, it got even better. Big Daddy had almost finished painting the living room, papers were graded by him (and Alyssa the next day), and he cooked supper.
He hugged me, told me he loved me, that I looked beautiful and supper would be ready in a bit. That was just the respite I needed to snap out of this funk that has been swirling around in me.