*Image provided does not show my cupcakes. It is meant to inspire some mouthwatering adventures*
During my most recent cupcake baking experience, I got to thinking and came to this conclusion: hobbies, everyone needs hobbies.
Also, that baking red velvet cupcakes means that the baker is always covered in red food dye. To be honest, it still hasn’t come off my hands. But, that’s neither here nor there.
Let me expand on hobbies just a little more. Before having children it was easy to overlook the small things. It was easy to go out anywhere, any time. Do anything, any time. This meant, that most of the time, I didn’t even pay attention to what I would now consider to be a hobby.
Like so many things that a human needs to thrive, I’ve learned that there is a need to express ourselves. There is a strong desire for an outlet, whether it be a creative, emotional, or intellectual one. As we are all made differently, so too are our desires and outlets, but they are there.
Children make it very hard to focus on anything, but them. Don’t get me wrong, I love my two little boys with all my being and would do anything for them, but, mommy needs mommy time sometimes too. Based on different articles and reading posts by other moms, it seems that there still a strong stigma revolving around doing something for yourself when you have kids. It is time to break that, even if within ourselves.
I have run across many women, including myself, who feel that when the baby is there, in their arms, they are to solely focus on that baby. It’s a scary world out there for such a little human, so it is understandable that for a while they’re going to need you attention 100% of the time. At the end of the day it’s hard not to fall asleep on the couch. I think staying up, for a reasonable amount of time, is definitely a must!
It took me around 20 months to come to this conclusion. I wish I had come to it sooner. The reason for that is, a person who can take care of themselves and meet their own needs, are better able to meet the needs of others.
In the beginning, my son had spread me so thin, I had a hard time believing I was me. It’s a very sad thing to look back on, when the beginning of such a wonderful journey should feel so hard.
So, this brings us back to cupcakes. The older that both of my little ones got, the more I realized what I need to do. Now my family has a constant supply of baked goods (for which I’m sure they’re not complaining) and I have red food dye covering my body, but my mind is clear. The baking, the writing, the reading, it all brings my mind back to a calmer state, a happier state. All parents should feel like at some point, even if it happens five minutes at a time. In the end, it is much easier to appreciate life with your children, and with yourself.