Things I’m Investing in as a Burnt-Out Mom
Or rather, things I’m investing in in 2025 to show up fully as myself
If you’ve read my recent content, you know I’m a burnt-out, tired mother who loves to rant. And rant a little more. But here’s what I haven’t really talked about yet… I’m starting to feel like myself again. And not just that, I’m starting to feel like the best version of myself. The version I always suspected was in there somewhere but didn’t know how to access.
I’ve never felt this good before. I don’t know exactly what’s caused the shift. Maybe it’s the healing work I’ve been doing intentionally. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve started expressing myself more openly and honestly, instead of holding everything in. But something inside me is changing. And it feels beautiful. It feels like I’ve finally stopped trying to survive and started remembering who I am.
I’m ready to show up as my full, creative, weird, joyful, magical, slightly chaotic self. And for the first time in my life, I don’t think I’m afraid to take up space. Honestly, I didn’t even fully understand what “taking up space” meant until recently. But now that I’ve started doing it… now that I’ve stopped apologizing for existing in my fullness - I can’t imagine going back.
So I wanted to share what I’ve been building in my day-to-day. Not a “system,” exactly, but a new way of honouring myself. These aren’t routines or resolutions. They’re non-negotiable investments. Intentional choices I’m making regularly to value myself. Because I do. And it’s about time.
Self-Care That Feels Like Reverence
For me, self-care looks like monthly mani-pedis and weekly massages. It’s regular haircuts, hair color, and sometimes just going to the salon for a professional hair wash because it makes me feel lighter. It’s oil massages at night before a long, unrushed shower. It’s putting on music I love every morning while I get ready—even if it’s just for five minutes—and letting that moment be mine. These aren’t indulgences anymore. They’re reminders that I have a body, and she deserves care.
Creativity That’s Just for Me
I’ve started writing again, not for views or approval or the algorithm, simply because I love it. I’m creating content that no one might see or engage with, and I’ve made peace with that. It’s not for validation. It’s because creating something, anything, makes me feel like I’m birthing a part of myself again. It’s an outlet I didn’t realise I’d been missing until I started using it.
Cosmetic Joy, Without Apology
This one’s been surprisingly powerful. I’ve started learning how to do my makeup better… not to be impressive, but because I want to enjoy it. I’m trying bold lipsticks, new eyeliners, eyeshadows that I used to think were “too much.” I’m wearing more jewellery than I ever used to, layering things just because they make me feel a little brighter. I’m wearing outfits I love, even when they feel a bit louder than I’m used to. And I’m letting myself enjoy the attention, instead of shrinking from it.
Healing That Goes Deeper
This looks like therapy, even if it’s just once a month. It looks like exploring somatic work and nervous system regulation. It’s being part of spiritual and wellness communities where I can talk about the deeper stuff, beyond the logistics of motherhood and work. And, of course, it’s writing. This writing. Putting thoughts to paper is part of my healing process, and I’ve come to rely on it more than I ever expected.
Movement That Feels Like Coming Home
I’ve realised that movement, for me, is about shifting energy more than anything else. I’m finding ways to move that feel joyful and grounding. Sometimes that’s strength training, sometimes it’s long walks, and other times it’s just stretching and breathing in silence. There’s no strict plan, just a steady return to what feels good in my body. I’m not doing it to change how I look. I’m doing it to reconnect with how I feel.
Living Intentionally, In Every Sense
I’m paying closer attention to what I bring into my body and my space. That means better ingredients when I cook, clothes that feel good on my skin, and surrounding myself with objects, textures, and scents that shift my energy. I love pretty things—and I’m not hiding that anymore. I’m creating a home and a life that reflects how I want to feel. I’m lighting candles, tidying spaces, and letting beauty be part of my daily energy field.
If you notice a pattern across all of these areas, it’s this: they’re not big, dramatic investments. They’re small. Often ordinary. But they’re leading to something big. A deep, internal shift. .
What I’m really focusing on right now is taking small, consistent steps toward a massive internal transformation. Toward the version of myself I know I’ve always been.
If you’re on this path too, I’d love some company. We don’t have to do it perfectly. We just have to start. Because it’s time.