Thirtysomething & Hungover

Ugh..not the best way to start a post, but that is how i'm feeling. The issue is that I tied one on this past weekend and i'm still feeling the residual effects of the alcohol eating away at my liver. Yes, I am way over twentydumbthing and I should know better than to make such a rookie mistake of not eating well before indulging, but I got caught up in the moment. I got caught up in the uninhibited, let my hair down, feeling free because nobody was watching except for those folks whose hair I might be tripped on. I simply got caught up. So why my ugh? I guess because I feel like I wasted a day trying to recover from my rookie mistake am feeling like this journey I am on had a bit of a set back this weekend. I am human and although I might have been over-served, I was obviously in desperate need of a break a serious mental break and I took one, but at what cost? I think that is why I am stuck at UGH because I wasted a day trying to recover verses actually resting and feeding my mind body and soul what it really needed.

UGH! A little setback, a little twentydumbthing moment. Is it okay to have these moments at my age? To quote my mother "you chose to be a mother, you are not allowed to drink anymore!" Okay, I know that is extreme, she is my mother, she is supposed to be extreme, but is there an aspect what she is saying true? Am I not supposed to really not let my hair down or loose control and drop the ball because I am thirtysomething, a female or a mom? Is that why I am feeling so ugh, because I am not supposed to really loose control at this stage in my life?

What I do know right now is that between naps I was plagued with thoughts of things I should have been doing at those moments - cleaning, writing, researching, praying, exercising and so forth and so on and so on...I managed to clean a touch, pray a little and well, you are reading my writing. Maybe I need to stop punishing myself then. Maybe I need to actually accept that I had a great time and that binge drinking isn't a regular occurrence.

I am a thirty nine year old mom who had a few to many and it's okay. I will wake up in the morning and be very proud of my journey thus far and cheers to to the next uninhibited moment.

Nourish Nurture Sustain Build ~ Mother's Milk

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