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Breakfast may very well be my favorite meal. (I guess it’s convenient that we have chickens, isn’t it?)
Yesterday, my self-care activity for the day was to enjoy breakfast in bed.
On weekends, my husband and I often take turns fixing breakfast, which means we also get to take turns sleeping in and having breakfast and coffee hand-delivered to our pillow.
While this activity does require the loving assistance of another person (hence, not entirely self-care), it still produces the same effect. And taking turns implies giving and receiving. It’s a total win-win if you ask me.
Breakfast in bed doesn’t have to be relegated to Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, something that’s only thought of on special occasions.
Why not make it a regular practice?