Caution! Do not get too carried away by the title. MasturDating only means to take yourself out on a date. And that’s just what I did on my last birthday and I fell instantly in love with the word and the whole experience.
If like me, you are the kind who had a truckload of nurturing hormones waiting to explode and couldn’t wait to be a Mother, then may be you shall relate to my story.
We are the likes of those who who read up every single birth experience, expert advice and community discussions that are available on the internet. We are so thrilled that we want the baby to arrive, like, tomorrow. And we are also such; that we either underestimate or are oblivious to the colossal exhaustion that will follow this tiny being’s arrival. And thus what do we get? That thing which we believed won’t happen to us…because we thought we would be busy being deliriously happy! Yes, I mean Postpartum Depression!
Then suddenly we hate everyone, including the dear and near ones who are trying to be helpful. We are crying a river, because that favourite bra doesn’t fit anymore. And then we worry because we fear our attitude as a parent might affect the child. We’ve all been there and done that!
In my case , I was so devoted to my child that I conveniently forgot to devote some time to myself. Being a stay-at-home-Mom, I missed simple things like having a meal and actually enjoying it peacefully, reading a book, window shopping, and those sacred seconds you get to pee, ALONE!
It took me more than a year to realise that maybe a break is what I need. And so that’s when I decided to gift myself a day off for my birthday. I started preparing my husband months ahead on our baby’s routine. How he likes his formula, what tricks to show him if he refuses his vitamin, what song to sing for his lunch time, what story for his nap , where lies his favourite book, and where his toy.
And when the day arrived I spent so much time preparing instructions for my husband that I lost half a day. But the other half of that day still remains to be the highlight of my year so far. I didn’t skydive or scuba dive. I simply enjoyed a book and a meal all by myself in a quiet mall nearby. And pampered myself with some retail therapy.
When I came back I realised I had brought back a very refreshing peaceful vibe which helped me take on my maternal responsibilities with more joy and patience. It suddenly struck me that I must be crazy not to have done this before. And guess what, as an unexpected consequence, my husband thoroughly enjoyed his Daddy-time with the baby has become more confident and interested in handling him. Infact Daddy turned out to be a bit more creative and fun with playtime than Mommy was.
So if you are a stay at home Mom, then it is only natural for you to long for some of the basic simple pleasures of existence. But if you also have an even tempered and extremely understanding husband like I do or someone similar in your life, do not wait as long as me to Masturdate. It works like magic!!
Thushara – A fairly new Mommy who is always at Target to a highly inquisitive little guy who inspires her to be a better entertainer, chef, nurse, maid, playmate and much more every single day. She tries her best to keep up with the big world wide web on @dhruvacharitham and @stayatTargetmom