On Lowered Expectations • This is me, when I take out the #mombun. 🙋🏼👋🏼 If we haven't met or you're new here, welcome! • Today at BB we chatted after class about adjusting to life with a baby, or baby #2...or #3. 👶🏾👶🏻👶🏽 I got that old "How do you do it?" question -- maybe bc I had the mombun going on so I looked slightly more pulled together than I do in this photo...? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• My answer: I lowered my expectations. ➰ Of myself. ➰Of my infant & her ability, or lack thereof, to self-soothe, sleep or simply not cry for three hours every evening. ➰Of the world and what it should do for me. ➰Of my fitness. ➰Of my capacity to work, clean, and produce while caring for an infant (and some other kids too 😂💕) •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I stand by this...yet somewhere I lowered them too far. I lowered my expectations of what self-care I was in need of and entitled to. Of others and their willingness to help. 😳😟 • If I could go back I would protect myself more. ➰Ask for more help. ➰Put regular systems into place to provide myself the time I needed to do things that mattered to me as a person, & which had nothing to do with my mothering. ➰Spend more time alone. ➰Spend more time caring for myself, body & soul. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• So to those in the thick of it, set systems. ➰Be jealous with your time, even if it's only 15-30 minutes. ➰Schedule it in. ➰Ask for help. ➰Be firm & specific about your needs. ➰Care for yourself like your life depends on it, because it does. 💕 Then lower your expectations.
Because you can't accomplish much in 15 minutes. You might wear a mombun for a few years straight. Your kid might not sleep through the night until preschool. It's all temporary. YOU are permanent. 😘 xo