This mother’s day, I am not expecting any presents. (Mainly because the hubby is away. Also because we managed to enjoy a movie and a nice brunch before he left.)
But I’d like to give myself some very important gifts.
Some of you may have read about my recent HFMD episode.
After recovering from that, I was ill again a few days later, falling prey to the flu bug.
Though the flu was a lot less painful, I was still feeling pretty down, almost wading in a pool of self-pity at times.
I found myself spending those silent pre-slumber moments telling God how much I really want to be well again. That I don’t want to be a grouchy and tired mama anymore. And that I really want to be able to enjoy my days with my family and friends.
Life is often unpredictable, and a big part of me wants to have it controlled, known, predictable. So that I know what’s going to happen next. Now I know that’s not fully possible, but I sure know now that the most important thing I can do for myself is to exercise, eat well and stay healthy.
So…I’ve taken some baby steps back to a healthy physical state. I’ve signed up for a pilates class running at a nearby community centre. And I’ve also been making sure I eat more fruits and drink more water (less caffeine too *ahem, still trying*) a day.
I’m also relooking my schedule of committed responsibilities and trying to see where I can “trim the fat” so to speak.
In place of things I’m choosing to remove or cut down on, I’m penciling in rest for mama, and favourite me-time activities like reading, swimming, and exploring new cafes with girlfriends.
I’m also looking forward to spending more time with God, and to reclaim those lost moments eaten up by distractions of every sort.
Something I’ve learnt during the recent “downtime” is that when we’re rushing about from activity to activity day by day, we tend to lose sight of the big picture, of the goals that we’ve set for ourselves.
But when life hits the pause button, I’m able to reflect on my life, the things that I’m doing well or not so well as a wife and mother. Somehow, my heart is free to explore and give voice to the dreams and purpose that God has deposited in me.
It’s all too easy to fill our lives with the humdrum of activity and busyness. But like how recent focus has been placed on returning pockets of empty time for children to play, create and allow their imagination to run wild, so it is with adults. We too need time to unwind, reflect, and create.
This mother’s day, I’m giving these gifts to myself:
The gift of less yelling, and more understanding.
The gift of a healthy and joyful life.
The gift of a restful life.
Of course, a hundred big hugs would be nice too… 😉