Are you a working mom? Don’t put self care on the back burner. Self care for working moms does seem hard to come by doesn’t it?
If you’re a mom, odds are good you have a very, very busy life. Pew Research confirms it. Women today are spending more time working than women in the past, while also spending more taking care of children.
Unfortunately, some other necessary changes haven’t quite kept up with these shifts. Surveys tell us moms are still the ones most likely to be saddled with the housework, even if both they and their spouse have full time jobs.
That could mean you have trouble finding time for self-care. While that’s understandable, it’s still important to address your own needs. You can’t take care of all your daily responsibilities if stress gets the better of you. (Not to mention the simple fact that working as hard as you do means you deserve to treat yourself.)
Luckily, there are ways to practice self-care for working moms. You just need to remember these essential tips.
(And that in turn helped me become a better mom)
Five years ago when I decided to quit my career, spanning a decade, I thought my tryst with the corporate life was done with. I wanted to invest myself in launching my freelance career and find time for other passions (writing, this blog, yayy.) If you had asked me then (as many people did) if I would return to work some day I vehemently told them I would never, ever!
My most important agenda then was having a baby. It wasn’t easy for me to conceive. I conceived pretty late in life (if you want all the gory details, simply visit my About Me page here.) I wanted to bask in all the glory of motherhood and its shenanigans of pee, poo, milk, diapers (cloth of course) and early learning. And I did all of that. For most part of the time I was a stay-at-home, that is.
My son, babyT (ok, fine toddler T) is 3 years old as I write this. He is growing up. He is developing his own personality. He is an individual who is learning to be independent and responsible (er, sort of.) And I have just returned to work. Incidentally this month marks my 3rd month in full time employment and it looks like I might be enjoying this ride, which makes it safe for me to write about it. 😛
However, the months preceding my return to work, have been the most bleak.
2019 is a big year for me. Firstly, 2019 is the year my husband and I complete a decade of being married. I also turn a big milestone age. Most importantly 2019 marks the year I return to work. A return to the corporate world, which I thought i had left far behind and would never return to.
And in the midst of the #10YearChallenge that has been taking the internet by storm recently, my post today also puts into sharp contrast two periods – 2009 and 2019.
Busy, workday mornings mean chaos in the kitchen. There’re multiple lunch & snack boxes to be packed for three people – my toddler son, my husband and I. And breakfast is sacrosanct too. As a family we really believe in home cooked meals and this continued even after I joined full time work.
The one thing that makes it all happen is PREP or if you are fancy (or watch MasterChef Australia), mise en place. 😉 Food ingredients are washed, chopped and stored the night before. In the morning the contents are ready to go into the pan and cook into fresh, healthy meals for all of us. This ensures that all the cooking – breakfast and lunch boxes is done in under an hour. In fact, we also get time for a sit-down family breakfast every morning.
I joined full-time work this week. After a career break of 5 years, I joined the world of the daily rush, 10 to 6s, working lunches and formal office wear. All of those I could ease into and even look forward to maybe. Except for the last one – formal office wear.
For the most part of the last 3 years, I have been a mother (and pregnant before that) My wardrobe, therefore, consisted of loose T-shirts that enabled breastfeeding, pyjamas that I could just jump into and run to doctor’s appointments, school pickups and playground play-dates. I had never imagined that choosing to go back to work would mean a dilemma of the biggest order – what to wear to the daily grind?