Last night, I put down a book that I had high hopes for, only to be left feeling let down. I picked it up at a local flea market, thinking it was the perfect summer escape set in beautiful Maine. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a tedious read, filled with characters I didn’t even like. After trudging through a third of it, I realized my time is too precious to waste on books that don’t resonate with me.
As a mom of three energetic kids, my reading time is limited, and I’ve come to recognize a lot of things I used to tolerate that I simply won’t anymore:
- Poorly Written Books: If you’re telling a story, make it engaging. I don’t need you wasting pages on irrelevant details, like what’s in someone’s beach bag.
- Lousy Coffee: Everyone has their preferences, but I’m done settling for mediocre brews. I need coffee that fuels me through the day, so bring on the robust and smooth blends, please!
- Snobbery: It doesn’t matter how fancy your house is or what brand you’re wearing; kindness and open-mindedness are what matter most. If you have those qualities, let’s be friends.
- Rigid Jeans: Stiff jeans with no stretch? No thanks! I need my clothes to be comfortable and supportive, like a good friend who lifts me up instead of holding me back.
- Inexpensive Underwear: After carrying three little ones, I’ve learned the value of quality undergarments. I’m willing to invest in supportive pieces and cut back on other splurges—like that mountain of Target tees.
- Fake Ingredients: Give me real food that’s rich in flavor and nutrition. I’m over the fake butter and cheese; I want the good stuff that satisfies.
- Cleaning for No One: My grandmother was a cleaning aficionado, but I’m not going to stress over scrubbing every nook and cranny. I have more important things to do, like dancing with my kids or diving into a good book.
- Body Image Woes: Having three kids has shifted my perspective on my body. I used to obsess over every little detail, but now I understand that my worth isn’t tied to my appearance. It’s freeing to embrace this truth, especially with my daughters watching.
- Feeling Responsible for Everyone’s Happiness: It’s impossible for everyone to be happy all the time, and I’ve learned to let go of that guilt. My well-being matters too, and I can’t pour from an empty cup.
- Uncomfortable Footwear: I’ve always loved stylish shoes, but now I prioritize comfort. I need to be able to chase after my kids without wincing in pain.
Motherhood has certainly transformed me, pushing me to set clear boundaries in my life. While I might endure the chaos of children’s shows blaring in the car and the occasional sick child taking over my bed, I’ve also carved out what I won’t accept. This newfound clarity feels empowering.
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In summary, embracing motherhood has allowed me to prioritize my well-being and happiness. I’ve learned to let go of what doesn’t serve me, focusing instead on what truly matters.