To paraphrase Virginia Woolf, everyone needs a room of one's own. If at all possible, we all need spaces that are fully ours, where we can decompress, be creative, and not have to worry about someone barging in and demanding something of us. This is especially true as a new parent. It might not always be possible to have a sanctuary as a new mom, but you can get creative with it. Maybe you take extra long "showers," and when you're family thinks you're shampooing, you're actually knee-deep in a novel. Maybe you "go to the grocery store" one extra time a week and really you're in your parked car catching up on the crossword.
You hopefully don't have to lie to your family to get me time, but it might make it easier. All to say, having your own space is sacred. So when someone messes with it, you have a right to get upset. Read on to see how that played out in this story.
You hopefully don't have to lie to your family to get me time, but it might make it easier. All to say, having your own space is sacred. So when someone messes with it, you have a right to get upset. Read on to see how that played out in this story.
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