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Being Good to Yourself

You know what happens when you are a mother or parent? Now, this is a quote from either my mom, my dad or both. 
"When you are a parent, your kids eat the meat and the parents eat the bones"
I've only realized how true this is until I became a parent. I laughed about it then until I found myself stuffing my 3-year-old kid's half-chewed and rejected sausage into my own mouth. Chewing at it heartily like nothing unusual was happening until I saw the look on my mother's face. It says that's effing disgusting.

But what's disgusting about eating my son's saliva, a rejected sausage and whatever that is in his mouth? Not like he ate dog poo before this....or did he??!! Never mind.

It continues today and maybe it is an Asian thing because I kind of saw a few Buzzfeed videos referencing that this is an Asian parent phenomenon. That shoving food into someone's mouth is the way we show how much we love you? The less you leave behind shows how much you appreciate the food a.k.a love? I contend that this food-love parallel is Universal. It applies across all cultures, countries, religion and races.

I may have veered off course from what I intended to say but what I really wanted to say is that parents give. They give and give and give and give. I got to a point whereby indulging in myself felt like I was taking something away from my kids. It didn't help that some people made me feel guilty about it but that was my fault too because I let them.

Taking away self reward is like a double-whammy for a parent who is already going out on a limb to do everything to keep everyone from floating away in the sea of uncertainty that is our future and family.

I invested in a bottle of lavender massage oil the other day and it felt so good! It was expensive, yes, but you know, why the heck not? I work hard everyday. The dishes don't want themselves, food don't cook themselves, articles don't write themselves, floors don't mop themselves, laundry don't wash themselves, toilets don't.....you get the point. Below was a simple reminder from a Twitter user that reminded me as such. So, be good to yourself too.

But before you go, here's a really funny post from a blogger I have been following since forever. He's blardie funny and he recently became a dad too. Man....we began blogging around the same time...and here we are. Anyway, here's Kenny Sia's 'Priorities'.

@YogaArmy: “If I am not good to myself, how can I expect anyone else to be good to me?” #QuoteShared via TweetCaster


Love,
Marsha


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