Treat Yo Self

Growing up I was Bill and Nagatha’s daughter.
Through school I was Chris’ sister.
Then I was Jason’s girlfriend, then wife.
Now I’m Max, Reagan, Phoebe and Ellie’s mom.
It’s usually in that last role that a lot of women lose their “self.”
When I was in the trenches of raising babies, the days when my OOTD (outfit of the day) included accessories such as slobber, dried snot and my perfume was Eau du Breastmilk, I remember reading all the blogs about moms in similar situations.
The common thread that I saw mostly dealt with how little sleep they’d gotten or how many days it’d been since they took a shower.
Can I just stop right there?
Ladies.
Moms.
You deserve a shower.
There literally is no award at the end of parenthood for the “longest stretch of not having a shower.”
And WHY would that be something we would want to brag about?!
The little terrorist human you created will be fine for 5 minutes, even if they are crying their eyes out, for you to wash your body.
And if you don’t want your darling to cry so you can deep condition your hair, then for Heaven sake, call me!
I’ll come and entertain your sweet baby angel so you can soak.
Sister.
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I had a great role model in the arena of “treat yo self.”
My mom always bought the good bread.
She bought the $150 face cream.
Vacations were always “no holds barred.”
She literally is one of the hardest working women I know and her philosophy was, “I worked hard for this money and now it’s going to work hard for me.”
It’s taken me A LONG time to believe that.
I guess I thought everyone else’s needs and wants were more important than mine.
I think that’s just what moms do.
And it’s not that my children or husband are doing without so I can have a lavish lifestyle.
But if I want a pedicure…then I’ll go get one.
And I won’t feel guilty the whole time either.
If I want need to get out of the house to have some time with Jesus, then I will feel no condemnation about going out for a walk.
It doesn’t always have to be money spent.
You may just need to lock yourself in the car with a candy bar.
Gettit girl.
And any interrupters be damned.

Guilt and condemnation are not from the Lord.
And if you have the perception that you don’t deserve to take care of yourself, or that you aren’t worthy of time to exercise, or that you should constantly be at the end of the line for everything, then that is just straight up oppression from the enemy.
We were on an airplane not too long ago and through the safety announcements the flight attendants were giving something struck me.  As the oxygen masks were dangling and she said, “Always use the oxygen mask first on yourself in the case of an emergency.”
“Well, how selfish!  Of course I won’t!  I’ll give the oxygen mask to my baby first!”
And that’s noble and great and all, but if you are dead because you ran out of oxygen, then there won’t be a baby for you to take care of.
Cuz remember?  You dead.
I LITERALLY am just now getting ahold of this revelation.  Even with an amazing role model.  I had to believe that I was worthy of a new piece of Lularoe if I wanted it.
Don’t take so long…
Why?  Because it makes perfect sense!
If I believe God’s word, the one that says I am a child of the most high God and that I am a temple of Holy Spirit, then

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There’s still a lot of 2017 left.
Start tomorrow.
Take the walk.
Read the book.
Take a freaking nap.
Free from guilt and condemnation.
I’ve been lots of things to lots of people so far in my life.
One day, I may be “just Jill.”
One label I’m totally okay with is Daughter of the King.
And as His daughter, then it is my duty to take care of her so she can glorify God.
And that is exactly what I am going to do.

In the words of St. Teresa of Avila:

Christ has no body but yours,
No hands, no feet on earth but yours,
Yours are the eyes with which he looks
Compassion on this world
Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good,
Yours are the hands, with which he blesses all the world.
Yours are the hands, yours are the feet,
Yours are the eyes, you are his body.
Christ has no body now but yours.

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