“I’m always hungover on Tuesdays.”
On the phone scheduling a date, we laughed, but it’s true! Monday nights are moms’ night out. I go with my neighbor to the local pub, where they can set their watches by our arrival. We catch up, comment on the news, and laugh. Those hard and long belly laughs that cause chemical changes in your brain. Have we been doing this for half a decade? Yes, I think so. That’s a lot of chemical change!
This is part of my self-care. I love Mondays! Who can say that? It’s just a couple of hours, but it erases so much strife — like how exhausting the mundane can be, especially when there are bumps in the road. A system can’t just be implemented for kids; it’s constant change. Rethinking the same questions over and over: rules, food, screen, bedtimes, friends. Keeping them fed with healthy food, fresh air, challenging books and some kind of spiritual wonderings… Exhausting and mundane is not part of that sexy cultural narrative that convinces us to choose parenting. But that’s a real part of the experience. I say that with love, but I don’t know if I could, were it not for Monday nights.
On Mondays we talk about those mundane things too, though her kids are grown. There’s still so much to laugh about, so much the same. And it’s working. Our proof? Our mates! They bend over backwards to drive us, rearrange schedules, give us cash… They make sure we don’t miss a Monday. We laugh that we must be pretty hard to live with when we miss a week.
What’s your treat? Your regular self-care? Let me know in the comments. And if you’d like to chat about managing the mundane, drop me a line. 🙂