The change in seasons, the end of Daylight Saving Time, and the final weeks of my pregnancy have combined forces to make me, basically, an exhausted grouch. I had a routine appointment with our midwife last week (and am headed to see our ob-gyn this morning) and while everything is still going great, she told me in no uncertain terms that it’s time to slow down.
There are going to be days when Grace doesn’t nap (payback, perhaps, for my own unwillingness to nap as a baby) or when my car needs to have its actuator replaced (and don’t worry, I called it an actuary… like the person who provides actuarial services… when speaking with the mechanic #whyme), and slowing down is just not in the cards.
But I’m quickly seeing just how many opportunities I do have to take it easy (or easier). And while this often feels a lot like being indulgent, I also know it’s downright important. I’d like to avoid getting sick or overly run down or more grouchy during these last few weeks, and ensure that I’m enjoying as much time as possible playing and reading and dancing and drawing with my silly, precocious, thoughtful and fun only child. While she’s still our only child.
Ideally, I’d nap when Grace naps… but not only is her nap schedule unreliable, I can rarely sleep during the day. I can, however, curl up on the sofa with Clark (and leave the dishes and laundry and writing projects and whatever else until later) and the baby monitor. And that’s got to count for something. I like to think of this hour or so (and any other chance I have to put my feet up) as being responsibly indulgent. Here are few other ways I am indulging.
Being responsibly indulgent
Rethinking what constitutes exercise: I finished up my last outdoor bootcamp class last week and did not renew my membership or by a class pass for the new season. While I absolutely loved the workouts and getting together with the other women and their kids, I just had the sense it was time. One thing that has been different (and I am so grateful for this) the second time around, is that I am less inclined to compare myself to other pregnant women. I’m much better at trusting my own instincts.
Instead of going to class, I’ve been making sure to get out of the house for walks (albeit, slow ones — and I’ve stopped wearing my fitbit, for now, because… welp, my weekly step count was getting depressing) with Grace. We’ve made two trips to the Trailside Museum in the last week. We’re getting plenty of fresh air, plus bonus points for improving our mental health by walking in nature.
Poodle doodles Being playful: We’ve got enough serious business to attend to as adults. I try to draw or paint every day, which is usually very restorative, but sometimes I take even that too seriously. I was recently inspired by one of Grace’s favorite books (it’s so, so good)– Gaston, written by Kelly DiPucchio and illustrated by Christian Robinson— and cracked open a new sketchbook and doodled some poodles. And Frenchies. Happy, playful, and not at all serious.
Making “down time” appointments: This is more of a big indulgence, but sometimes we just need to treat ourselves. The spa inside Whole Foods Market South End recently rebranded and when I saw they were offering prenatal massages, I jumped at the chance to book an appointment. They were offering a 10% discount during the spa’s relaunch, but their prices are really reasonable… plus, you can get your grocery shopping done while you’re there. Multi-tasking is (usually) responsible and (definitely) indulgent when a massage is involved. The massage with LaToya was absolutely blissful and I am definitely looking forward to going back. I wish scheduling in down time came as easily as scheduling in the necessary stuff (like last week’s dental cleaning… woof).
Reading more, watching less: Our midwife had all kinds of suggestions for (attempting) to get more sleep. Unfortunately, I’ve been super uncomfortable at night and barely logged two hours the night before my appointment. We’ve heard it all before, but when the woman you’ve entrusted with nine months of care for you and your child speaks up, you listen: limit screen time, don’t watch murder shows, don’t watch the news, don’t read anything upsetting, ease into bed and let your brain know you’re winding down. Old habits die hard. I sleep with my phone next to my head, the baby monitor cranked up to “can be heard on Mars” level, and you know I love a good true crime story (which is not to say that I love when crimes happen…). But with the help of some new reading material, I’m making progress. I’ve been watching less TV and crawling into bed as early as I can. I’m currently working through Food Gift Love, Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear, and the current issue of Yoga Journal.
I could get used to this whole being indulgent thing.
Also On Tap for Today:
- The best autumn recipes using raspberries (who knew raspberries had a second harvest each fall?) via The Whole Foods Market blog
- Happy Friday the 13th… I guess…
- 10 ways to beat a bad mood in 10 minutes via Apartment Therapy
How do you (responsibly or irresponsibly) indulge?