Balance has been a funny little thing in my life as of lately. I’ve been striving for it, trying to attain it, and thinking about it. And yet, I don’t even feel like I have it clearly defined.
You see, there’s this balancing act that every mother plays a part in — intentionally or unintentionally.
You have to balance baby’s needs and your needs. Balance friendships and uninterrupted mommy and baby time. Balance being prepared and being flexible. Balance.
I know for me, I need to get out of the house at least once during the day. Even if that means just going through a coffee shop drive thru and ordering an iced hazelnut coffee to-go. I know that I need that. It seems dumb, but after isolating myself for the first 4-ish weeks of motherhood… I very quickly realized that I could just stay in and binge watch Netflix all day in my spit up-stained pajamas. Ain’t nobody got time for that… except post partum new mommies, like myself.
So I learned that about myself pretty quickly.
However, I have a hard time with balance in my life. So instead of making sure I have at least one thing to do during the day, I’ve ended up PACKING my day with things to do… which ends up throwing little Felicity off.
The poor baby has had a rough week, and I think it’s primarily because I’ve packed our week with too, too many things.
How do I balance making sure I get the things I need to get done with making sure she doesn’t get too thrown off with missed naps and long car rides? This is a question I’m wrestling with.
I guess that’s the great balancing act of motherhood: balancing baby with life.
So, today, we are just keeping it simple. We’ll be heading to the gym later and grocery shopping this evening… but all day it has just been me and Felicity — and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Any one have any secrets about balance that they’d like to share? I’m all ears.