12/12/2022
Some days I just don’t want to.
I don’t want to play.
I don’t want to cook.
I don’t want to parent.
I don’t want to wife.
I don’t want to do anything, but sit there and scroll.
It’s not all the time. I don’t always feel this way. But, my body and mind need a break, and they start to show me.
My body shows me this with an ache in my foot that won’t go away without rest. A headache that reminds me to drink water and slow down.
My mind shows me this with forgotten words (known as "mom brain") and a lack of patience when I’m normally plentiful.
I’m running on empty. I’m surviving on fumes. I can’t drive the car on fumes, and I can’t be the mom, wife, and human being I need to be on fumes either.
Finally, I just don’t want to. That is what forces me to rest. It forces me to take a much-needed break, even if my children decide to destroy the house while I do so.
Some days I just don’t want to.
And so I just don’t.
I recharge.
I rest.
I refill my tank.
Shared with permission from Mommy Dignen Diaries- Holly Dignen
Artwork: Amanda Oleander
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