Life After Divorce | The New Me Mom

We’re all doing it… Getting old. Forget the thought of 40 is the new 30 and 50 is the new 40. How well are you taking care of yourself is a much better thought.

I’ll admit I was not one to go to the doctor much before I turned 40. I guess I never had a reason to or thought I didn’t. I don’t like taking medicine and I’m really bad about taking pills, even simple vitamins. The best thing I do for myself is drink green juice daily. Well, since I turned 40 years old, I can’t even count how many times I’ve been in and out of the doctor. I went to lunch with a friend (also in her 40s) the other day and she says she hasn’t been to the doctor since her youngest was born. Her youngest is eight years old. My mouth literally dropped. Just that day I had two appointments for myself. One for physical therapy for my “low pelvic floor” (insert eye roll), and the other was an eye exam. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen the eye doctor but before that last appointment, I hadn’t been to the eye doctor in 20 years! Let’s just say I walked away with them telling me they were putting bifocals in my new glasses. What?? I literally felt like an 80-year-old walking out of there. Also, with getting older, I now have the intolerance of certain foods. Mostly dairy which seems insane to me having drank milk every day since I was a kid and eating ice cream with no problems. Now with one bite of cheese you could wipe the bathroom floor with my body. It’s so incredibly painful what’s been going on and the doctors still haven’t quite figured out the issue. So, while I tell most people I just eat to live, which I do most of the time, I now really just have an aversion to eating anything at all wondering how my body will respond. I have a very extreme reaction and it’s worse than having a baby, in my opinion. Something I wouldn’t wish on anyone I even remotely detested. With all this to say, as I sit here typing and eating some raw cooking dough I just mixed up, go get a checkup! My parents have been breathing down my neck for years to see a doctor, just to make sure I’m ok and all my levels check out. And being a single mom, they remind me, no one else is going to go to the doctor for me. And hopefully the day doesn’t come where I accidentally eat cheese and one of my children has to see me on the bathroom floor and call an ambulance to pick their mom up off the floor. I need to remind myself that I need to not only stay healthy for me first, but for them as well.

I know I have been very lucky and continue to feel very blessed considering others that are my age having gone through much worse circumstances. I’m very thankful I don’t have much sickness down the genetic line, at least none that would raise red flags for my age. So, after my eye exam the other day, I nicely declined the idea of having bifocals and ordered myself some pretty awesome readers on Amazon. But I tell you what, the whole Idea of 40 is the new 30 is not so accurate for me, it feels more like 40 is the new 50 (insert another eye roll).

“Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter“. – Mark Twain

“I believe that the greatest gift you can give your family and the world is a healthy you.” – Joyce Meyer

“Wellness is an investment in your future self. It’s the commitment to nurture your mind, body, and spirit, ensuring longevity and vitality.” – Thasunda Brown Duckett

“You shall serve the Lord your God, and he will bless your bread and your water, and I will take sickness away from among you.” Exodus 23:25

(Link to Amazon readers and green juice is in above text)