I know I am blessed. Today, I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, I was dizzy and felt like throwing up. I asked my mom to watch the boys for 2 hours so that I could nap. I know this is a privilege.

In the day to day hustle of life, a nap is a luxury. Even 5 minutes of quiet time is a luxury. I know this life of go go go but I’ve been burning the candle at both ends for months.

I am choosing to tap out.

I am choosing to ask for the nap.

I am choosing to ask for help.

I am choosing me.

In all reality, my body chose for me. I keep pushing forward as if working 60+ hours a week, raising two kids and spending time with my husband are easy to manage. I push self-care because it’s become about living a life fulfilled or pushing until the moments I can tap out arise. I don’t consider that living.

I don’t believe self-care isn’t a luxury, it’s a necessity. We have too often praised women who can do everything and wake up with fresh faces and nicely dressed. I can’t image the physical and mental turmoil they must experience.

I wonder what would happen if we collectively decided to celebrate mothers who sleep in late, took the extra five minutes in the shower or wrote in their journal daily. I wonder what would happen if we weren’t forced to tap out but could make the choice to do so regularly.

I wonder..