There is never enough time. When I was still working, I’d always tell myself that when I retire I will do this, I will do that, I will have the time. During my youth, I was very athletic. Believe it or not but a week would comprise of M-W-F Aerobics, and T-TH-S weight lifting. During Sundays, it would be an hour of lap at our club house Olympic size pool. Yes, that was the life for me. When I started working my time was constraint, so I had to settle for Tennis twice a week after office, and still swimming every Sunday. Then I got married. Luckily my husband was also a sports enthusiast, but since our working schedule is hectic, we would jog for 30 minutes every morning before heading for the office, and still swimming for an hour every Sunday. 10 years, I finally got pregnant. Don’t get me wrong, we wanted to have children, we were just not lucky. This changed everything. I had a very sensitive pregnancy. My condition was what OBs called Multiple Mayoma. My baby was growing accompanied by 3 mass inside my womb. This of angered the baby thus giving me 24/7 contractions. 8 difficult months passed and thru a C section our daughter was born.
So now, from a wife I have turned into a mother as well. It was a handful! Sad to say there was no longer time for any form of exercise. From 110 pounds I grew into a whopping 165 pounds! Imagine my grief as I see myself growing and growing tremendously and to think I was even on an endless diet. From office work, to cooking, doing the grocery, taking care of the baby, I just don’t have the time.
My daughter is now 6, she’s about to start school. I have been in retirement for almost a year but still no exercise. Why? How can others do it? Why can’t I? I wanted to learn YOGA. Besides its holistic help, it will also be great for losing weight but I just don’t have time.
Here’s the deal, I can let somebody else take care of my little girl. Let somebody else bathe her, cook for her, feed her, teach her homework, take her to school. I can have somebody else fetch her from school, bring her home and prepare her dinner. I can have somebody else tuck her in and kiss her good night. Yes, that will give me the time.
I will have the whole day to myself, do my YOGA and maybe hit the SPA after. Grab some brunch with my girlfriends and coffee afterwards. We could chit chat on how our sessions went, have some juicy gossip time and maybe a little trip to the mall on the side. Afterwards I will come home, have a warm bath and go to sleep miserable.
Others may find it corny, or even pitiful to live a life like I do, but I love it. I love being a mother. I love doing the things I do. I wouldn’t trade a day I spend with my daughter for anything. I want to be there for her, to watch her as she grow. I want to be her best friend, her confidant. I know that the time may come when she will have her own friends, and they will want to do their own thing, but until that moment comes, I guess - I don’t have the time and loving it.
