Confessions of a Professional Mom

Confessions of a Professional Mom

Professional mom seeking clarity, balance and a well deserved glass of wine.

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I’ve Checked Out!

October 26, 2012 , , , , , ,

Retreat - that way!When was the last time you checked out?

Took a bliss day.
Went off the grid.

Closed your eyes long enough to have a pure, unadulterated, uninterrupted, out-of-the-park creative thought. Was it an hour ago? A week ago? Last year? You can’t remember the last time?

I’m becoming a proponent of this idea of “checking out!” The act of removing yourself from your daily routine and shutting off the noise and distraction long enough to see what bubbles up inside you. Physically creating the space for this to even occur.

The past four days I was a retreat whore. No, it didn’t involve tawdry sex of any kind (sorry)…note to self: future post ideas. I was out in the desert at a magical place, called Miracle Manor, with seven of the most creative minds in the country. I was in retreat heaven and I drank it up like a fine wine. I couldn’t get enough.

You see, I stepped outside my comfort zone three years ago and hired a business coach/mentor. I’ve since been a part of two of his Mastermind groups, as well as countless hours of personal one-on-one work, webinars, audio books, inspirational books, emails, intuitive painting, writing, workshops, phone chats and anything else I could lap up like a thirsty dog. This thirst is being quenched and the hydration is like a magic elixir.

We spend our days filling everyone else up: spouses, kids, family members, clients, employees, pets. We often forget to fill ourselves up. Give ourselves permission to recharge. This is actually crucial if you’re trying to balance this crazy life of motherhood and professional goddess. Think car without gas. Not gonna get too far. Stranded, no wine in sight. RUN FOR YOUR LIFE KIDS, SHE’S BREAKING UP, SHE’S BREAKING UP!

The results of “checking out” are extraordinary. You appreciate your family more because you’ve had time to miss them. They’ve had time to miss you—miss all the millions of things you do for them so effortlessly. You have time to reflect. Formulate actual thoughts. Contemplate more than just how to be in three places at once. Have a revelation or two. Remember who YOU are. What you actually like. How you actually feel. Why you do what you do every day. Who you want to be when you grow up. The you that’s hidden behind titles and expectations and deadlines and details and schedules and piles and piles of laundry.

The you that’s trying to balance this crazy wonderful exhausting rewarding thing called professional mom.

Here’s your challenge: Put a date on the calendar and check out! Find yourself! Even if it’s for an hour. Create the space. See what happens.

Stay sane, my friends.


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Uh, does last weekend’s mental breakdown and driving off, or shall I say storming off, in the car alone for two hours count? And yes, LOTS bubbled up! Note: Look for future posts on this one! 🙂 xoxo – Thanks for constant inspiration. You were thought of much during my driving temper tantrum 🙂



October 27, 2012

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