It’s rare that I get a chance to go out for mommy time. Last night I had a chance to attend a birthday party for grown ups not kids. I remembered to keep my phone on, just in case they needed me. The last time I turned my phone on silent, I kept it in my purse. Syd had a seizure and hit her head and needed stitches. That was a nightmare and a teachable moment.
As I was preparing to get ready I put on my playlist to get me hyped because I admit I was sleepy and wanted to go to bed. I made sure my outfit was cute but I didn’t want to look like I just walked out of Forever 21. I have been celebrating my birthday all month. Just little things like a having a coffee, quiet time to blog, reading a book and talking more with friends. See it doesn’t take much to make me happy.
I enjoyed the party. The people, the food, the music were all perfect. I knew my kids were fine and I focused on me for a change. I didn’t feel guilty at all. I had a chance to sit and enjoy a delicious meal without rushing and having heartburn after. I must admit I kept watching the time. I knew if I stayed out too late, I would only get three hours of sleep before Sleeping Beauty would wake up.
Everyone knows that I love dancing. I don’t even need music to dance. Well the DJ played all of the right songs. The New Edition tribute was the best. When it comes to dancing I don’t need a partner. I have no problem hitting the dance floor by myself. And that is just what I did. I was in my own world. I enjoyed the music and dancing. I didn’t think about teaching, autism, or being a single mom. I enjoyed the moment. The moments of laughing and being social. The moment of meeting new people. The moment of dancing because that makes me happy.
I texted Harrison and they were doing fine and still awake. I felt like Cinderella. It was almost time for me to leave. My dancing and fun time would be over and my life would return to normal. It didn’t make me sad. I was actually feeling relaxed and refreshed to face being a mommy again. Just then, the DJ played my jam and I had to dance it out. I put myself first for once and it felt good.
If you are having a difficult time balancing the demands in your life. Put yourself first. You will be a happier person because you did. Trust me.
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