I’ve never really been one to indulge myself or spend time relaxing or beautifying myself. Pre-baby, I may have painted my nails or dyed my hair but there was no luxury in it, no time taken or relaxation of sorts. I haven’t been one to relax with a face mask or go to a spa. I was always in a rush, nails barely dry as I shot out of the door to get to the party on time. I don’t think I really knew how to relax. Or maybe I didn’t appreciate what could be relaxing in these, what was everyday or regular tasks.
I used to take showers and baths, of course, but I never spent long in the bath. I didn’t read a book or light a candle. I would listen to music occasionally but that was it.
But now, now I need to relax. I need time to myself. Oh, how ironic is it that when I had ample opportunity to do these things in the past, I never did. I have seen and read frequently on twitter about baths. There’s plenty of adverts out there depicting women in a bubbly bath, eating chocolate or drinking champagne. I couldn’t understand what could be so good about a bath. It wasn’t something I thought of doing to relax (stupid I know).
So, today, my sister ran me a bath. She lit a candle and told me to relax. In the bath. She was going to look after Bubs and I could have some much needed me time.
Initially, I thought “I don’t want a bath”. But then, I thought a bit more.
-I could read my book
– I could listen to some music
– I could lie there and do absolutely nothing
And so I began to realise how advantageous this could be for me, so in I went.
It was lovely. It was like submerging myself into a warm bed. I had a lovely candle burning, a relaxing ocean scent, the bath oil was gorgeous and the heat of the bath just relaxed every knot in my body. I didn’t realise how much I needed that break, until I stepped into the bath. I read my book, successfully avoiding getting it wet. I listened to my favourite relaxing music (bat for lashes) and I just had some time for me. It was enjoyable. I didn’t rush, I didn’t feel bored, I took some time to just do….well, nothing. And I appreciated every single second.
Now I realise why a bath can be relaxing. Closing that door, and locking it most importantly, and submerging myself not only in the water, but in myself, for a short while. It was just what I needed. Now I keep wondering when I can do it again.