I am a full time working mom, which means I spend the bulk of my day at work. In the evenings I am caring for my son, while attempting to take care of home too. I give my son his bottle. I wash the dishes along with bottles. I cook. I do laundry. I throw in a funny face along with a peek a boo. I give my son a bath, another bottle, and then he goes to sleep.

I prep for the next day just before my husband gets home from work. I watch as he eats the dinner I prepared, hoping I didn't "over-season" the chicken. We get ready for bed. I lay in bed mentally preparing for the next day to do it again. Now my husband wants Mr. Nasty Time. Sigh...

This has been our routine for the most of seven months. I have grown accustomed to it, and have learned how to change my hats for each situation. However, mama needs a break.

About two months ago I began to feel a tad drained. It felt like a lot was going on, and I was taking on it all.

We were in the middle of purchasing our first home. My husband did a lot of traveling for work these months. Therefore, I didn't have my husband to tag team with to care for our son. We were trying to pack up our apartment, which somehow had a lot of crap that seemed like forever to box up. It was a lot to juggle on top of working, and taking care of the little one too.

But it wasn't until a week ago that I finally admitted and said aloud, "I need a break." I need a break from work. I need a break from home. I need a moment to recoup mentally and physically.

There is so much pressure on us moms to be able to do everything, and not say anything about it. I had such a hard time admitting to myself that I needed a moment of rest. I actually felt guilty wanting to take "time off", but there is absolutely nothing wrong with taking a break for yourself.

I think a huge part of me believed I shouldn't feel worn out because I signed up for this. How dare I say I'm tired when my husband and I created this little person? He's our responsibility so I should suck it up, right?

But thinking this way only does the harm upon you. You find yourself in a position where you're not able to perform your role as mom, wife, sister, daughter, and even employee. We shouldn't allow society to make us feel that we are exempt from taking a break just because we're moms.

For my break, I decided to get a pedicure and took myself out to eat. I did a bit of shopping. I binge watched Game of Thrones (because I am just realizing how awesomely amazing this show is). I came home, and napped for the rest of the day.

It was amazing. Simple, but the time off reminded me that I need to have this occasionally to keep my sanity.

The next day, I felt rejuvenated. I felt energized. I was able to focus on things that were becoming a blur. I felt like me again.

Going forward, I promise myself that I will make sure to take care of me so that I can take care of my home. I may be a mom, but it doesn't mean I have to function like a robot.