The Calendar That Finally Remembered Me

What’s your #1 priority tomorrow?

If you ask me what my number one priority tomorrow is, I won’t say deadlines, laundry, or even the never-ending “Mom, where’s my…?” hunt. My answer is simple—my mental and physical health. Why? Because I’ve realized that a happy me equals a happy home. There’s a saying, “A happy mom is equal to happy kids,” and I can vouch for its truth.

When my health is in balance, my patience automatically stretches longer than my kid’s toy train track. But the moment my sleep is cut short, my steps count only from the kitchen to the office desk, and my mind is cluttered with unfinished work, even the sound of a spoon dropping can feel like a war drum.

Sometimes I wonder—why do we moms forget that our health is not an accessory but the main outfit of our day? Without it, nothing matches, and everything feels out of place.

If I don’t breathe, how will I sing?
If I don’t rest, how will I bring?
Smiles that bloom, laughter that stays,
Strong enough heart for my children’s days.

I’ve noticed when I’m tired, my kids’ innocent questions sound like a courtroom interrogation. “Why is the sky blue, Mom?” “Why can’t I have chocolate before dinner?” And my brain, already juggling spreadsheets, can only answer, “Because it is what it is!” On good days, though, I turn these moments into stories, explanations, and giggles—proof that my health fuels not just my body but my imagination.

It’s also funny how we moms schedule everything—doctor’s appointments, school meetings, bill payments—yet forget to schedule ourselves. But as the airlines wisely remind us, “Put on your oxygen mask first before helping others.” Maybe moms wrote that rule after all.

So tomorrow, my calendar isn’t filled with grand achievements. Instead, it will read: breathe, walk, laugh, eat well, hug my kids without rushing. Because sometimes, the greatest productivity isn’t in ticking tasks off a list, but in keeping joy alive at home.

✨ Thought to Ponder: In the long run, our kids won’t remember whether the dishes were done on time, but they will remember how often we smiled at them. So shouldn’t our first priority always be keeping the smile real?