absoluteinvolution: real, raw & relatable.

Starting anything new can be extremely terrifying and I’ve had my fair share of new. Attempted to model, selling clothing, making clothing, tattooing, homemade bath products, you name it. Every SAHM side hustle you can think of, short of MLMs and Feet Finder. Although I’m not opposed to looking into the last one. (I heard some people make 5 figures a month!) I’d definitely let someone look at my feet for that kind of cash..

Starting new doesn’t always mean a business venture though. It can mean immersing yourself into a social world again and making new friends as an adult, moving to a different city, province or country all together. Getting back into the dating world after the end of a long term relationship. Or maybe it’s simply starting your self healing journey after years, or decades of putting yourself on the backburner for the better of your family. I think quite a few of us know that last feeling all too well.

When I was younger, I never imagined I’d be in my early 30’s writing my first blog post while sitting in my Mom’s house, across the country from where I’d built my life for the last decade. Contemplating my entire life while my baby naps and my toddler helps his Grandmother build an enclosure for the chickens. I never thought I’d be wondering if leaving for the Summer and choosing to put myself before others for once was the best thing for my family? Or, if I should simply suck it up, put my tail between my legs and keep pushing my self-care and healing aside again just for the sake of keeping face.

Relationships take work. Relationships with kids involved are even more delicate, especially when they’re so young. What I wonder though, is when did we as women and mothers, allow ourselves to think that we must do this at the expense of our emotional and mental wellbeing? Have we seriously allowed other women and people in general to convince us that it’s “just what we do”. Mothers and Mother in Laws always telling us “Well, I did it. It’s just the way it is. Dad goes to work, Mom takes care of the house.” (and all the other hidden tasks that fall under the default parent category.

Cook. Clean. Rinse. Wash. Repeat.

Day in, day out,

Cinderella, Cinderella, CINDERELLAAAA!

I for one, am tired of it. I know I’ll upset some people, but frankly I couldn’t care less. Boomers and trads alike can go back to their kitchens, bake a pie, shove it down their gullets and keep quiet. Yes, I believe in values. I believing in teamwork and I believe in bringing out the best in your partner. What I don’t believe in, is being taken for granted. Feeling taken advantage of and spoken to like a slave within your home. I believe in asking for help, I don’t believe in having to beg for it.

So here’s to a new beginning! I don’t know what the outcome will be. I don’t even know where tomorrow will take me. I haven’t even decided what path to go down yet. What I do know, is that I matter. I know that I need to heal, I need to love myself, I need to choose me first. I cannot rely on anyone else to determine if I am happy. We are the curators of our own stories. Take charge of your life. Most importantly, love every minute of it. Even when you’re crying on your kitchen floor.

-A.