Full Time, All the Time

with Britt Reints

Forget the 9 to 5; the demands of a working mom aren’t limited by a time clock. Full Time, All the Time is a blog about balancing the many roles of a modern woman - and maintaining your wellbeing while doing it. I am a writer, mother, wife, sister, daughter, friend and sometimes volunteer living in Pittsburgh. Oh, and I think you look pretty today.

You can also find Britt on Twitter and at InPursuitOfHappiness.net.

Do You Celebrate Yourself Enough?

Categories: Uncategorized, break from reality, holidays

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I turned 34 this month, and I’m happy to say that my birthday was a wonderful day. I received gifts from my husband and mom, and cards and texts from friends and family. But perhaps my favorite thing I received that day was something I gave myself: permission to celebrate.

It seems like the older we get, the more we’re supposed to insist that our birthdays aren’t worth recognizing. We’re not supposed to request gifts or expect singing. I don’t know if this is because turning a year older can be a little scary, or because with age comes the expectation that we aren’t worthy of a fuss.

Well, I am worthy.

And with age has come the realization that I don’t need to wait for someone else to throw me a party.

Incidentally, I didn’t throw myself a big party, either - or even purchase something pretty. But I did spend the day doing exactly what I wanted and only what I wanted.

I had ice cream for lunch and a big, juicy cheeseburger for dinner. I watched three movies in the afternoon and got my toes painted in the evening.

It was perfect.

I didn’t have a low-key birthday because I was hiding behind not causing a fuss or taking care of everyone else. I had a relaxing, indulgent, and completely stress-free birthday because that was what I decided I wanted when I woke up that morning.

I celebrated myself by honoring my real wants and desires.

I celebrated myself because I’m glad I was born and I’m glad I’m still here.

I celebrated myself because I think we all deserve one day a year to be the center of our own universe, to come first, to be spoiled. Growing up, my mom always made sure I had that one day a year on my birthday. As an adult, it’s my job to keep that tradition going by giving myself that day.

Do you think everyone deserves a day of celebration? Do you take charge of celebrating yourself?

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