I finally have my own little nook. A writing place to call my own. A quiet space at the end of the house, away from all the chaos and madness. Separate from the kitchen, the tv and all the kids. This is my room. My little area to call my own. A spot to create. To think. To relax. And to just be. This is where I can write and grow and learn to love myself a little bit more, each and everyday.
Because that is what I continue to remind myself to do. I need to love myself. I need to show compassion towards myself, and I need to take care of me. I put so much pressure on myself to be the best mother and show up for the kids and make it all perfect, but I forget that I need to take a breathe sometimes. I need to relax, sit down and just take care of me. Which is what I did this afternoon. Even though Evan wanted me to stay at the pool and he made me feel like a bad mother for wanting to leave, I needed to have a little alone time. And I think this is something he often forgets, and something I need to remember. The down time is important for the introvert. I need to decompress in order to reenergize myself otherwise I feel defeated by others, the energy sucked out of me.
When I am alone in my nook, I feel safe. Energized. Grateful. Content. Free.
