Finding Little Moments Just for You

This week, I did something I had quietly stopped doing:
I scheduled time into my week to do something just for me.

Wednesday morning, before anyone else was awake, I slipped outside to the garden.

I’d been eyeing a little patch that had been neglected for too long. I cleared it out and planted a few things—not for bouquets, not for market—just for the beauty of it. Just because I wanted to.

I also spent a few minutes holding our new baby ducklings and having a full conversation with them (as one does). Definitely a “just because” moment.

It felt so good.
And honestly, I hadn’t even realized how much I needed it.

Weekday mornings are usually full—prepping dough, baking, or harvesting flowers. Days are a blur of kid needs (which are always there, just turned up a notch with summer break), household things, and prepping batters or sourdough for later. And weekends? That’s farmers’ market time.

I love what I do. I love creating things for others to enjoy.
But I’d been forgetting something important.

I’d stopped doing the things that help me refill my own cup.

For me, that looks like quiet moments by myself—no noise, no demands, just a little stillness where I can remember who I am and breathe for a minute. (Introvert life.)

I’m sharing this because I think a lot of us are in this same boat.

We love our people. We care deeply. We give and pour and hustle and show up.
But somewhere in all of that, our own needs get quietly shuffled to the back of the list… until we hit a wall and wonder what happened.

There will always be busy seasons. But here’s a gentle reminder (from me, and maybe also from the ducklings):
You matter too.

Even one tiny pocket of time—7 minutes with a cup of coffee, a single flower by the bathroom sink, a short walk at sunset—can be enough to start shifting things back toward center.

So if you needed permission, this is it:
Find your version of the baby ducklings.
Make it part of your week.
Not because it’s productive, but because it’s you.