As I was standing in the very hot shower last night, savoring the quietest moments of my day, I started thinking about how the face of "My Time´ has evolved over my life.
When I was younger, in my twenties and in college, I never thought about my time. I had so much my time that I often got bored. I spent days kayaking in the river, reading books in the park, and relaxing with friends.
When I started working full time, my time got relegated to the weekends, as I worked and did chores during the week. I took short trips out of town, but didn´t get to do as much as I once had.
Then I turned thirty-three and my precious first daughter was born. Suddenly, I didn´t have any time. At least I didn´t think that I did. My husband and I went from traveling all of the time to staying at home and watching TLC shows on Saturday night. Sometimes we´d have a few glasses of wine and TALK about traveling. We would also take turns playing with my daughter so the other could go walk around Target or take a ride down the Pacific Coast Highway to clear our heads. But those times were few and far between and of course they only lasted a few hours, because you always feel that you have to return home.
Now that I have our precious daughter number two, my time has been relegated to showering. I know it is because she is a newborn, and believe me, I am not complaining: My daughters are both healthy and happy and I couldn´t be more blessed. But it is funny to think that my time has been reduced to ten minutes of intensely hot water beating on my back. I enjoy that time too! I scrub my foot with a product that one of my customers bought for me after I wrote a press release for her. I wash my hair, sometimes twice. I wash off the spit up and the gunk from the day and then I just stand under the water, close my eyes, and think about things that I want to think about: blog topics, ways to advertise my business, what we will do in the morning.
For some reason, ten minutes of my time in the shower now seems even longer than all of the time I used to have when I was a struggling college student. And it seems more precious. Sure, I don´t have much time to really think, but maybe I don´t have that much to really think through any longer. I have what I want: a great family, a blooming career, a loving husband, and friends and family that I could not live without. Maybe the reason we have less my time now is because we have all of those things that we used to spend our time thinking and planning about when we were younger.
Happy Weekend Mommies!