Actually taking care of yourself - what does that look like?
My mom is a living martyr for her family, and she’ll never let you forget it. She would tell us all the time growing up that she was going to become a doctor, but when she got pregnant, she had to set aside all of her personal wants and needs and dreams to take care of us kids, so basically we all better do something with our lives so her grand sacrifice was worth it. First gen immigrant, IYKYK. I swore my whole life that I would never put that level of pressure on any of my future kids.
I’ve been doing some journaling lately and I’m realizing that maybe I’m sacrificing more of myself that I really want to for my family. A lot of my own preferences for things have gone out the window to make space for what the family needs, not what I need or want. I know it’s natural for certain things to not matter as much as we get older, and sacrifice is a necessary part of parenthood, but I worry I’m becoming more of my mother than I want to, just with less whinging (which doesn’t necessarily make it any better). I’m trying to get ahead of resentment here.
For those of you do intentionally make your preferences and needs matter, how do you really take care of yourself, what does that actually mean for you? How do you occasionally put yourself first in the hierarchy of family needs? I’m starting to explore where to take back a bit more space and could use some examples.