The last month I have been more selfish than I have probably ever been in my life. I spent time daily focusing just on me. Sometimes for up to two hours at a time. Housework has suffered. Laundry isn't folded. The kitchen is just surface clean. But honestly, I could care less.
I've spent the last 30 days starting the change of a lifetime. NOT a diet. A lifestyle. I work out 6 days a week. I'm aware of every single thing that goes in my mouth. I got rid of all the junk in our house. I wasn't really cooking "bad" food, but it's a whole lot better now.
Here's the thing I have discovered about this whole process though. It really is ALL about me. I love my boys with everything that's in me, but this isn't for them. And I'm not going to let them distract me from this. The boy stays in his jammies longer so mommy can finish her workout. I'm not always home to greet my hubby because I'm working out. One part of me feels guilty about that, the other does not and I'm going with the latter. Which is even more selfish. But this one thing. This one part of my life I have to keep for me. Because at the end of this journey, when I get where I want to be we will all be better. And taking this time for myself and being this selfish will make me better mom and a better wife.