Wednesday, November 18, 2009
When you take a trip on an airplane the attendant gives emergency instructions that include how to use the oxygen mask. They always tell you if you are traveling with a small child to put the mask on yourself first & then put the mask on the child. This is because you can't help the child if you pass out from lack of oxygen first.
I am a caregiver by nature. I can take care of others with relentless passion. I will go to battle for the ones I love. I will sacrifice for their happiness. All this I do with joy in my heart. I DO know how to care for someone.
So here's the question that's bugging me. If I am so good at taking care of others, why am I so lousy at taking care of myself?
I know the things I need, I know what makes me happy. In theory I am the most qualified person for the job of caring for myself. Yet I often fail miserably.
As many of my Spark Friends know I'm in the process of moving (God knows I've whined about it enough that everyone on SparkPeople should know!). This has been stressful. I know that to compensate for the added stress I need to exercise regularly and feed myself healthy foods to keep up my strength. Instead I am eating take out every night because we are too busy to cook, waking up with a fast food hangover and feeling to sluggish to walk during the day.
I know that moves are suppose to be stressful and that it might not be possible to adhere to the healthy lifestyle I'm working on completely. But if I had a loved one going through this then I'd insist that they take care of themselves. I'd make sure they were eating right & exercising.
I'm going to start right now being better to me. Taking better care of me. I just wish I understood why taking care of others comes so naturally to me but taking care of myself seems so foreign. And although it seems counter-productive, I will remember that I can't take care of others if I'm not healthy.
I need to put on my oxygen mask first.