A Genuine Tale of a Mom Who’s Misplaced Her Mojo and Wants It Back

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Has anyone spotted my mojo? She seems to have vanished.

I think I left her behind sometime last year, lost in the chaos and confusion that was 2022. Perhaps she slipped off my metaphorical truck and tumbled into the depths of a tumultuous year, a casualty of all the emotional turmoil out there.

Or maybe she just decided to ditch me.

Regardless of her whereabouts, I’m desperate to reclaim her because I’m getting quite weary of this persistent feeling of gloom, a weight on my shoulders, and a lack of motivation. It’s exhausting and disappointing.

Am I the only one feeling this way? Is it just the winter blues creeping in?

Not long ago, I was a fierce woman who tackled everything head-on. Each morning, I awoke with a grin, brimming with determination about what I could achieve and the dreams I held close. I’d hop into the shower with my mojo, where we’d scrub away, brainstorming everything from fitness plans to blog ideas, and picking out the perfect outfit. The day ahead felt vibrant and full of potential. My mojo and I felt unstoppable.

Now, though, she’s nowhere to be found, and I can hardly muster the energy to get off the couch, let alone take a trip to the bathroom. Apparently, I need to be in the right mood for that. These days, I find myself snuggling deeper under the covers, hitting the snooze button repeatedly for those extra 15, 20, or even 30 minutes each morning. After work, I collapse on the couch and two hours post-dinner, I’m snacking on crackers and cheese. I’ve forgotten to wash my face at night and abandoned my nightly skincare routine. I’ve even resorted to biting my nails again.

I don’t feel like writing or eating healthily. Instead, I want to plop down with a spoonful of chocolate frosting or a large bowl of buttery pasta in my lap. I’m avoiding the dentist, my annual check-ups, eye exams, and even that mammogram I’ve been putting off. Taking care of myself feels like a monumental task.

Maybe this is genuinely what it feels like when your “wind” is knocked out of your sails. Losing my mojo equates to losing my spirit.

Perhaps she’s fed up with the constant push to achieve more. Maybe she has a secret disdain for goals. It’s possible she understands that striving for success is beneficial but just needs a break. A little time away from the relentless cycle of planning and performing. Maybe she’s off enjoying a much-needed vacation from the demands of being a powerhouse.

I can relate. We all need a breather sometimes, especially her. She’s given me so much.

But waiting around for her return can be unsettling.

So, I decided to shake things up. I got a new haircut, rejoined my gym, and even snapped a cute selfie to use as my new profile pic (filters are a girl’s best friend, right?). I ventured into the city to catch an incredible Broadway show, thinking that maybe some excitement would lure her back. But it seems she’s taking her time, returning to me in small increments.

Life feels stagnant without her. I miss her presence. She used to motivate me to work out and gave me that “look” when I reached for another roll. She kept my calendar organized and nudged me to go to bed on time, always gently coaxing me to relax. My mojo was that cheerful voice in my head, steering me straight.

It seems she’s simply worn out. Tired of being “on” all the time. Aren’t we all? Maybe it’s high time I stop taking my wonderful mojo for granted.

Perhaps January is her month. A time for her to unplug and recharge. Maybe I need to let her step away for a bit because she absolutely deserves it.

If you run across her, please send my regards. She’s likely lounging with a fancy cocktail, enjoying the sun’s rays while munching on fries and summoning a cute waiter with her signature wave. I imagine her relaxing in a beach chair, absorbed in a book as the waves crash gently nearby.

If you do encounter her, let her know how much I miss her and that she’s more than welcome to return whenever she’s ready, no strings attached.

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In summary, this lighthearted tale of a mom searching for her lost mojo serves to remind us all that it’s okay to take a break and recharge. Self-care isn’t selfish; sometimes, we need to step back, let go, and give ourselves some time to rest.