I confess that I need a moment for me. I don't want to need it. I want to do for others - make meals, put clothes away in drawers, provide for my family, play toys, give baths, read books, kiss boo-boos, answer every time someone says, "Mooooommy". I want to do all this without needing a moment for me. But I can't.
And I also confess that I think that's okay. It's okay to take 45 minutes to exercise, to have five minutes of quiet time in the bathroom with the door locked, to sit on the porch and sip tea watching the kids play instead of playing with them, to go to the grocery store alone, to get a manicure or pedicure . . . it's okay. In fact, I confess that I think it's more than okay. I think that these moments for me are the very moments that give me the energy to do all those other things for others.
So yesterday I did something that I've only done two times before in over three decades of life . . . I got a pedicure. Well, I've actually gotten LOTS of pedicures . . . pedicures done by children five and under. In fact, my current look below is courtesy of my two in-house beauty experts.
I got my first professional pedicure the day before my wedding. I hated it! I got my second one two years ago because someone gave me a gift certificate. I tolerated it. I got my third one yesterday. I . . . enjoyed . . . it! I enjoyed sitting there . . . doing nothing for anyone. I enjoyed a moment for me.
And my toes went from this . . .
to this . . .
I'm not sure how I feel about the french pedicure look, but maybe it will grow on me over the next couple of days.
A month or so ago I read a post on another blog in which the writer lambasted women who don't keep there toes manicured and groomed. I have to confess that I was pretty irritated with that. To be honest, there are a couple hundred things on my to-do list above "get pedicure". And to judge a woman based on her unmanicured toes completely dismisses the person she is and the things she does. But for a brief moment this week I enjoyed some time for me. I won't be doing this regularly. And I can guarantee that in a week or less my toes will go back to looking unmanicure and ungroomed. However, I will be enjoying a few more regular moments for me so that I can enjoy the rest of my days and weeks and months doing for others.
When is the last time you took a moment . . . a "me moment"?
I'm going to try something new today. I'm going to invite you to confess too. Over the course of the next week I encourage you to think about what you might like to confess . . . maybe you want to confess your own "me moment" or maybe you have something else to confess. If you've been reading my own confessions over the course of the last few months you know that some are serious, some are sappy and some are silly. Confess whatever you want . . . just try not to make it too sultry . . . if you know what I mean. ;)
Write up a post and link it below so that we can all join in. If you don't have your own blog or don't want to take the time to write up a post, just comment below with your favorite "me moment" or true confession. Maybe you don't want to, that's fine. If no one links, that's okay too. We are all busy, and we certainly don't need another thing on the to-do list.
I've been fooling around with a possible new blog button, so I made this one quick as a test. If you do participate in Tuesday's True Confession, don't feel obligated to link back or post the button. You can if you want to, but I don't demand it. ;)