Hello Wednesday and hello all you fellow busy mums! I was having a chat with a good friend at the weekend and we were discussing how frantic it all gets ferrying the kids to all the various places after school, at weekends, in the evenings etc. It can be really stressful … last week I equated it to moving chess pieces and getting everything aligned. (On a side note, I failed miserably last week – no brownie points for me).
As our conversation developed and as I begin to think coming home and over the course of the weekend, I wondered how many mums actually made time to do something for themselves? Do you schedule time out each week to take part in something you love doing?
For me exercise is something I do every day; I set time aside first thing in the morning and it is ME time. However, I recently felt that I needed to do more.
I love singing; I love songs from the shows, I was a NKOTB fan, Greenday, Boyzone, Westlife … in fact my love for music is very eclectic. Now, I have a love for music and singing but if you were to ask my family, they would tell you that I can’t sing for toffee. Ah well … it is something I like to do. So, when I saw the flyer for the singing group at my children’s school I decided to go along. Forget what my children say about my singing … it’s something I love and I get so much enjoyment out of it.
Last week saw me rock up, pretending to be full of confidence. Little did anyone know that I was shaking in my boots. You see, I hate walking into busy rooms (I’ve eluded to this before). Pulling my big girl pants up, I grabbed the music and sidled my way into the back row. The music was just to my taste and very quickly I could feel my heart filling with joy, a lump in the back of my throat as I realised JUST how the music made feel. Joy filling every inch of me. I left that day thinking I would get a piano for the house and practise …
Wednesday today and I knew there was a practice again … with more confidence than last week, I walked in, took up my pew in the back row and gave it my all. I am certain that the people to the front and sides wondered where the dulcet tones were coming from. Truly, I didn’t care. I was in my element. For once, I was doing something that I enjoy. Something that takes me back to my school days (I was in the school choir) and allows me to forget about being mum, allows me to forget about the pick up schedule and all the after school activities. It is MY TIME. It is good for the soul, the mind and my own self-love.
The piano hasn’t been bought or rented but it is still very much on my mind. One day ….
So mums … take time to do something that you really enjoy doing; something that allows you to forget, for just half an hour, all the chaos around you. Be you and look after you.
Love,
Susan x
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