I used to be religious about grooming. Notice the past tense. I used to have a standing appointment with Esperenza to pluck, yank, tug, rip, squeeze or any combination of these to keep me groomed. But when I got pregnant with The Boy, that whole process no longer seemed important. It hurt more, I couldn’t lie on my back without fainting, I was more focused on not tossing my cookies rather than tossing money at a woman holding a hot wax spatula and tweezers.  So I slowly stopped booking appointments and eventually stopped going to the aesthetician at all.  The grooming went to sh*t.

And don’t get me started on exercise.  I was doing really well a year ago.  I was waking at 5:45am to meet my girlfriend 3-4 mornings a week to run.  I was hitting the gym too, pumping iron and feeling great.  Then my work commitments increased and that time slot was no longer available for exercise.  And my fitness went to sh*t too and the baby weight continues to lurk around like a bad smell.

Recently, I was getting ready to head away for a couple of weeks, I realised with a panic that it was time for grooming.  Overdue in fact. Like, pay the fine lady, it’s way over due.  After a record amount of wax being used and having  my feet scrapped, I felt about 5 pounds lighter.  And it wasn’t just the 5 pounds of hair and dead skin that were removed.  There was something about the maintenance that put a spring in my step.  It felt so good.  Why don’t I make the effort to maintain myself all the time, and not just before holidays or special occasions?

How can we maintain that spring in our step?  How can we, as mothers and parents, ensure that we are still scheduling “me” time?  How do you take care of yourself? 

Looking forward to hearing your thoughts, strategies and ideas!

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