Finding Me

I never really was one of those people that made new years resolutions. Last year just for the fun of it I made a simple one, to go to the beach more. I did pretty good with it and actually tried to go to the beach once a week or so, weather permitting of course. This got me thinking. Did making this resolution actually work or was I just less lazy and more wiling to venture out this year? Either way I figured I might as well make a resolution for 2012, couldn't hurt any.

This years resolution is a little more complicated and yet simple at the same time. It is also something that I think a lot of us moms share, no matter how old our kids are. This year, my resolution is to find myself again. You know, that spunky girl with the pink highlights that wasn't afraid to try anything. That crazy girl that packed up all she had and moved clear across the country. That girl that pretty much disappeared the minute she became a wife and then a mother. When we get married we start thinking less and less about ourselves and more about starting a life and settling in with our husbands. When we become moms we start thinking even less about ourselves, less about our husbands and become obsessed with our kids. Throw a full time job into the mix and well, you get the picture. Suddenly the girl that used to get her hair done twice a month is cutting her own hair if she can even be bothered to wear it any style other than a ponytail. An old sweatshirt and jeans from Goodwill become the outfit of choice. Every free moment is spent reading a book, playing barbies, at the park, or thinking about reading books, playing barbies or going to the park. I cherish each one of these moments but I realize that it's important not only to take care of my husband and my kids but "me" as well. After all it was "me" that helped make these great things.

This year I vow to spend more time bringing "me" back. This year I vow to allow myself to buy "me" things that 1: didnt come from Goodwill and 2: didnt come off a clearance rack and I'm not going to let "me" feel guilty about it. This year I vow to go to the salon, get my hair did and take pride in myself. This year I vow to go to lunch or coffee with friends and not feel guilty for leaving the girls at home with their daddy . This year I vow to be more than a wife and a mommy, this year I vow to be more "Shaunda". I know there are lots of moms out there that feel the same way and I hope you find a little of your "me" this year too. After all, we are all worth it.