Making Pancakes For One: Reclaiming Myself from Self Sacrificial Motherhood

Maternal wellbeing thrives when sacrificial motherhood is kicked off the societal pedestal we’ve put it on. It’s not worth the postnatal depletion. It’s not worth the maternal burnout. It’s not worth the overwhelm, the postnatal anxiety, the mum guilt.

Here’s a practical example of how to do just that from my own life. It’s about the day I decided I was worthy of making pancakes, even if they’re just for me.

Making pancakes for one is everything society

has taught me

to be ashamed of

afraid of

intimidated by.

And yet, making pancakes for one

is the version of 'put your own oxygen mask first'

that I can hold as truth.

I can stand into this version knowing

that it springs from

abundance of innate worth

not the chaos and cortisol

of plane turbulence.

Rewrite the story.

It’s not just our mask first in dire times.

Because

I am worthy on a sunny day.

I am worthy in the beauty of the ordinary times.

Ladle into the pan. Pancakes for one.

And today I feel the e x t e n t i o n

and e x p a n s i o n

and g r o w t h

that comes with the

courage of self determination.

Of claiming and reclaiming myself.

The act of Sacrificing myself

and making myself invisible

small

delivered my family,

my mind, my body,

my soul

not one single moment of joy.

It’s painful to acknowledge

that a very long time ago

society asked me

to withhold something from myself.

And I did.

And I wont.

I am no longer prepared to do that.

Making pancakes for one is expanding into an entirely different

play space.

This is reclaiming joy.

And the sweet joy of worthiness

on a sunny day.

I love treating mothers.

Come see me in the clinic and we’ll set you up for the most genuine kind of thriving.