My breath is stale. My cheeks are swollen. My mouth so tender.
But I’m rested. Finally, I’ve found time to decompress and rest.
It only took scheduling oral surgery to put me down. Ha!
For months I’ve been swallowed up by career, kids, the book project, miscellaneous writing projects and stresses about the future. There is always something to do or some place to go, and as a result I’ve thoroughly succeeded in running myself down.
But this week I had a nasty little procedure that warranted me taking a few days off of work. I was forced to lie down, place an ice compress on my cheek and just chill. I didn’t open up the laptop or try to handle work via conference calls. I didn’t make dinner – given I couldn’t eat any of it. And I didn’t wake up early to go to the gym.
Instead, I binge-watched Mad Men, flipped through a few magazines and slept. Sounds heavenly, right?
I’m guessing my go-go life is very similar to many moms. We’re always “on” and when you throw in a career and a few other “curveballs,” we are at risk of getting wiped out. We forget to take care of ourselves, or we run out of time to enjoy a little TLC.
A few years ago, I read an intense book called Maxed Out by Katrina Alcorn. She loved her work, her family, her life, but she burned herself out. A few “curveballs” took her out and nearly broke her. Thankfully, she found a way back to a healthy rhythm, but it took time.
I’ve been thinking a lot about her book lately, and how my own life has been a little crazy this year. I’m balancing and holding everything together, but it’s intense. It’s a delicate dance, and every week I’m tested. Just within the past few days, we had a flat tire on the van, my daughter had an ear infection, my husband and middle son started running high temperatures and I needed to find time for a few special last-minute meetings.
Alas, Wednesday rolled around and after a short surgery, I was instructed to rest, ice and lie low for a few days. Just what the doctor ordered, and now I feel better, clearer and a little more sane – albeit puffy in the face.
I share this tale with you because I’m guessing many of us working moms find ourselves on the brink sometimes. We need to decompress in order to keep ourselves together, and ideally we shouldn’t have to schedule surgery to make that happen.
On Monday, I’ll head back to the office and our crazy activity schedule, but I’m thankful for the couple of days of rest. It came right when I needed it most, and I’m glad to be all caught up with my Mad Men before the series finale.
Have a restful weekend!