Care taking

Bless me dear god of mothers. I have sinned.

Despite my firm promise to take care of my mother self, I have let the following basics slip. Mostly due to the overwhelming feeling I didn't have time to care for myself and others.

It's been 2-plus years since I last visited a dentist. I am terrified to return.

I have not been to an eye doctor nor mustered the energy to wear contacts in over 3 years.

Since my back surgery I have gained 10 pounds. Mostly because I adopted the awful habit of drinking or eating or both when I would have exercised otherwise. My pants are angry, dear lord.

I will repent. I have come to my senses and will not continue these wicked ways. I promise, lest I become the worn down, cavity ridden, overweight, heart problem prone mom I so longed to avoid being. I cringe at how judgemental that reads, but in reality it's based out of a fear of buring myself out like so many others before me.

In the meantime, I ask you to be lenient in your punishment because at least I have shaved legs!