But I also don't like feeling like I'm doing nothing, so I've decided to make it my mission to become the healthiest version of me that I can in these next 2-2.5 months. And I do mean healthy in all respects (physically, mentally, emotionally, and socially). It's nothing earth shattering. These are goals I've had - and successfully maintained - in the past. But I feel like I've really let it all slip in recent weeks:
- I've been eating like crap and not doing any meal planning, which sucks. Constantly going grocery shopping and figuring out what to do for dinner all the time is a major source of stress for me, especially during the work week. Not only does our budget suffer as a result, but I wind up making poor food choices. For me, meal planning = healthy both physically and financially.
- I've stopped working out. I was working out some before the transfer, but then they tell you not to while you're waiting for your beta. After the BFN, I just never really got around to starting up again. I need physical activity to become more ingrained in my daily routine. If it's part of a routine then I'll do it. If not, I'll always sacrifice it in lieu of chores, sitting on the couch, sleeping, and of course spending time with my son. It's hard to have an actual consistent routine with the schedule we follow due to my husband's work, but I need to try. Most likely this will mean getting stricter about going to bed on time so I can get up earlier. I do know that a consistent sleep schedule is huge for me, so between that and squeezing in short workouts here and there, I hope to improve both physical and mental health.
- I've denied myself quality "me" time to decompress. This hard because right now, I'm feeling very selfish about the time I'm spending writing papers for my capstone project and/or going to class. I'm feeling guilty about the occasional late hours I've had to put in at the office, particularly now that some co-workers are on maternity leave and the rest of us are trying to cover. And I feel like a real jerk if I'm home with P and N and all I want to do is hide in the bathtub with a glass of wine and a book. On the other hand, I've been grouchy and impatient and snappish with both P and N. I've yelled at N more than I care to admit (yes, he's 2 months shy of turning 3 and I know I'm not the first mom to struggle with this age). I've also picked silly fights with P about non-issues, which isn't cool. So I know this means that in order to be a better wife and mom, I really do need to find some time just for me. It doesn't have to be long and it doesn't have to be every single day, but I need to find some pockets of time when I can just go for a walk with the dog or get a massage or call a friend. This critical for my mental and emotional health.
