Why should kids have all the fun?
A few months ago, I had an epiphany that changed my whole perspective. I’m enrolling my 3-year-old into all these fun sports and activities and he’s having the best time having something to look forward to during the week. Why am I not doing the same for myself?

It was getting to the point where every day started to feel like a carbon copy of the one before: a mad dash to work, actual work, dinner, clean-up, the never-ending bedtime routine, then collapse into bed and repeat. One morning, I realized I really hadn’t done anything for myself in weeks. On a whim, I decided to sign up for a reformer Pilates class. My first in-person fitness class in over 2 years. And guess what? I LOVED it.
I didn’t just love it because of the glute burn, I loved it because it was “me time”. It was something I had in my calendar that was just for me, no small children in attendance, no chores or to-do list involved. I walked to the class, listened to a podcast on the way, did the class, and came back refreshed, a little sore, and so ready to jump back into being a mom.
I had been spending so much time focused on my kids and what activities they should be doing next, that I forgot I’m here too. I’ve enrolled my boy in soccer, gymnastics, skating, swimming, but had put my interests on the backburner.
Once I realized that I could enroll myself in fun classes or try new things, I started brainstorming easy ways to do that, because afterschool/afterwork hobbies aren’t just for kids. There really are so many activities you can do to cultivate your “mom me-time” and get your spark back.

The social recharge: wine and paint nights, book clubs, walking groups
The something new energy: pottery, paddle boarding, dance class, horse-back riding, singing lessons
The solo reset: gardening, yoga, volunteering, painting
The fresh air favourites: hiking, running, golf
The energy boosters: sports clubs, fitness classes
You don’t have to master any one thing. I’ve realized that just showing up counts. Sometimes the hobby isn’t the activity itself, it’s the permission to leave the house for yourself.
Throw away the mom-guilt and ignore the little voice that says, “this is a waste” or “what if I don’t like it?” Any of these activities can remind you that you’re a person outside of your family, and help you come back refreshed, ready to tackle the dishes, the tantrums, or the laundry pile(s).

Let me know if you give any of these things a try! I’m starting an indoor golf league next Monday, and I could not be more excited to have something to look forward to, something to get better at, and something where I can meet other people!
