Self-Care: Embracing the Struggle of Early Mornings
This morning was one of those days where just opening my eyes felt like a challenge. I lay there, hearing the quietness of a house that’s not yet fully awake, and I felt the weight of it all—the endless laundry, the late-night talks, the school portals, the meals to be made, the running around. Four teenagers, each with their own spark and needs… and I love them deeply, but lately, it’s just felt so overwhelming. I’m learning, slowly, to be gentle with myself, to say, Hey, it’s okay. Not every day has to be perfect, and not every moment needs me running on full, but that’s so hard too…it’s a practice. I think us as women/moms especially could all use a little more compassion for ourselves. So, today, I’m letting the morning be what it is, starting a little slower, and reminding myself that just showing up is enough.
Waking up early before the kids used to be one of my favorite parts of the day. Those quiet moments, where I could light a candle and sit in prayer, felt like a sacred ritual that refreshed my spirit. I cherished the stillness, the chance to gather my thoughts and get ready for whatever was ahead of me. But lately, getting out of bed has become a struggle.
I’ve found myself questioning why it’s so hard to wake up before everyone, whether it’s the challenges of perimenopause or the changing weather. Whatever the reason, I do wish for those peaceful mornings again. I miss the energy and clarity they brought me, and I ache for that time I once looked forward to so much.
In this difficult season, I’m learning the importance of having grace and compassion for myself. Self-care has never been easy for me, but I’m beginning to understand that it’s so important. I know that there will be mornings when I can wake up early again and get back that sacred time of mine, but for now, it’s okay to listen to my body and stay in bed a little longer.
For now, I’ll hold onto the memory of those mornings, looking at a photo that reminds me of the calm I once loved so much. I trust that someday soon, I will light my candle again and find my way back to that beautiful morning ritual. Until then, I’ll take care of myself in the way I need, knowing that this moment is part of my journey.
To my sacred community of soul sisters, I invite you to share your own thoughts. How do you handle the ups and downs of self-care? What rituals or habits bring you peace, even in the midst of chaos? Let’s be there for one another as we find our way through this journey….called life together.
From my heart to yours, sending you love & light,
Stacey ❤️
