It happened slowly. I like to think that’s the way it happened.
Before I had children, I took care of myself. Nothing extravagant. I simply made my skin, hair and general health a priority. I had Simone and didn’t notice much of a change. I had Nadia, and I went on auto pilot.
When trouble arose, I’d see a doctor. But preventive maintenance? Not so much. I would treat myself to a facial or a pedicure or a new outfit for a special occasion. The girls came first, and that’s the way I liked it.
Until I started feeling tired all of the time. I crashed at night, and it was hard to get up in the morning. Lab work revealed I had low iron. My doctor suggested I purchase some iron supplements. I did as I was told, but the pills were hard on my system, and I stopped taking them. I read on a hair site that some women take liquid iron. Aha! I’ve been mixing it in orange juice it, and it works well.
With more energy, I started to take a look at myself in the mirror. I had adult acne, and I had some stretch marks I hadn’t noticed. Oh, my. I got thee to a spa, and the esthetician scolded me.
You need moisture, not oil, she said. You need to wash your face with this stuff and that stuff every day and moisturize with this stuff and use a sunscreen. You need to come back for extractions. A lot of extractions. I resisted. I didn’t have time or money for all of that.
I decided to go it alone. When I didn’t get any improvement, I went to a different esthetician at the same spa. She delivered similar news in a more gentle way and offered some recommendations for an affordable cleanser, moisturizer and sun screen. I’ve been using all of them for a few months, and my skin looks much better.
I am using unrefined shea nut butter to take care of those stretch marks. I didn’t know they existed, until I tried on a bathing suit. I was mortifed when I saw my backside in the mirror. I had slathered butters on my tummy while I was pregnant, and I didn’t get any stretch marks there. I got them in some places I had neglected. Using shea nut butter is a slow process, but I think it’s working.
I didn’t let myself go. At least I hope I didn’t. As Simone and Nadia become more independent, I take better care of myself. Thank goodness.