How Aimo Got Her Groove Back

Last Tuesday I wrote and showed a more vulnerable side of me.  A bit more gloomy, if you will.

It was a rough few weeks and transitioning back to being away from my tagalong sucked.  Real bad.  And then I got sick.  Nasty!

I felt I was just sinking and nothing was there to help pull me out.  So I prayed, meditated, made sure to get myself healthy and reflected a lot.

Then, it happened people.  Not even when I was expecting it.  I did something that got me out of this icky-i-dont-even-wanna-be-around-myself funk.  And when I realized what I had done to get me all better, my reaction was, "DUH"!

I danced.  I turned on some of my favorite Janet Jackson, Whitney Houston, Britney Spears songs and danced until I collapsed.

If you know me at all, you know that I freaking love dancing.  At every wedding, where can you find me?  Dance floor baby!  With a drink in my hand and a smile on my face.  I love dancing because it strips everybody down of all things that make us different.  It comes from within.  Everyone has their own style or favorite move, but it all does the same thing to your soul.  It makes you laugh, feel embarrassed at times, gets you to let loose, gives you goose bumps and can even make you emotional.

It was Thursday and Piper loves music so I decided to turn on an old playlist that I hadn't listened to in a while.  Jer was watching tv on the couch.  I turned that sucker down and blasted that music as loud as we could stand.  Piper and I danced and danced and danced.  Normally I'll dance like that by myself and not in front of people, especially Jeremy, but I needed this.  I needed it in a bad way.

I remember after about an hour of full out dance moves, remembering old routines, and trying to teach Piper how to point and flex and how to do a perfect arabesque, sweat dripping down my face, my shirt clinging to my body, looking at Jeremy.  He just had this huge smile on his face and said, "Welp, that was fun!  You feel better now?  Haven't seen you that happy in a long time."

Right then and there I realized it.  Every single day of summer, Piper and I would have a dance party.  We would stretch and dance to old school music, country two steppin music and even flutter around like prima ballerinas in tutus.  I was missing this since I went back to school.  And I was miserable.

Well not anymore!!  The daily dance party is back and it feels damn good!!:)

Hmmm

When I go through and read blogs, even my own, I find that every entry is about the joyous and happy times.  It definitely brightens my day hearing all the great mommy stories and how the day started out so rough but it ended on a high note.

But then I was starting to think, holy cow are these mommies that much better than me that they only have good days?  Never experience frustration or moments that you just break down?  Is it bad to write about it for everyone to read?  Obviously people don't want to read constant complaining, but its good to vent right?

Well, I think so!  I feel it's therapeutic for people to express emotions and even write them down.  When I read about someone having a rough day or something they didn't expect happened, I almost feel relieved that they are human too.  I don't think everyone can be perfect at all times of every day.

I write this because I have been feeling a little "off".  I have been completely overwhelmed by school and all the changes there.  I feel like things keep getting put on my to do list but nothing ever gets taken off.  Then I got sick and that was just the icing on the cake.  I just haven't been myself and feel like there's a big negative aura surrounding me and I hate it.

With that said, I wonder what other people do to center themselves again.  When life goes a bit haywire, what do you do to bring yourself back to you?

I clean.  I love to clean and get things in order and organized.  I wear lipstick.  Makes me feel girly.  I wear heels.  Makes me feel like a lady.  I shop.  That makes everything better.

With this crazy schedule our family is on now I don't get much time to do those things.

 So what do you do?  I'm curious!:)