In general, I don’t even want “me time”. I have to be away from my little girl enough as it is, working time. Sometimes I get away for a movie, or dinner, or whatever, and that’s been good enough. Today, however, I got an unexpected surprise. One of my grandparents’ helpers (we have three) took my kiddo for a bit, and I mowed the grass (I love doing this! So satisfying…) and then got to jump in the lake, by myself, without worrying that my baby was going to drown if I turned my back for 2 minutes!
Pre-kids, prior to summer of 2012 B.C. (before children), I used to lie on my back, floating, listening to my breath and feeling truly, and absolutely, at home in my skin. This is my place, the place where I will always be long. I know the smell of my water, the taste, its colors and shades. When I’m floating in it on a warm summer day, I know who I am and feel at one with the world.
And then I get out, and try to take some pictures for my blog :oP
Mother of All Things 
That last selfie made me laugh, just because of the no-neck. Still, cute smile!
I love those unexpected moments of “me” time. Lately when I get them, I have no idea what to do with myself. Last weekend I just hopped on my bike and cycled around for the hell of it, just to feel the wind in my hair like I used to. Wish I had a lake to jump in to instead!
My unexpected me time usually ends up being clean the house time. Working in the lawn or garden is much better, I’m often jealous of your urban lifestyle though!