I was reading another blog today and the topic of her post made me remember a time in my life when a very wise counselor asked me point blank...do you know how many hours are in a week? 
Nope.  I really had no idea because back in those days, "I" was SuperMom. I even had the license plate frame to prove it.  

The correct answer is 168 hours.  I will never forget that question and what I learned, but at the time, it seemed like a crazy question to be asking me.

I was a stay at home mom with four kids 16, 14, 8 and 6 and I was also the CEO of our household.  I was team mom, room mother, chauffeur, chief, cook, and bottle washer. Go, go, go. From rising at  6 a.m. for my morning 5 mile walk--then running the kids to school beginning at 7:00 a.m. til 8:30 a.m., after school karate lessons, baseball games, homework, housework, making dinner, getting everyone to bed...and everything in between.

But I had forgotten one important person.  Me.

There are times in our lives that we all do that.  We forget to make time for ourself, to take care of the person that takes care of everyone else.

It took me a while, but I learned how to include myself on the "to do" list.

Thank you, Wise Counselor. 



1 comment:

Farmer Gal said...

Sing it, sister. I'm going to take a hot bath now. ;)