Accidental momful meditation

Today I caught myself zoning out and wondered if had accidentally meditated. I wonder if meditation has the same health and mindfulness benefits when it's done without intent, such as when the brain is suffering from sleep deprivation and decides to take a break for a while. I think if anyone asked me if I did anything other than work, hang out with the babe, and chores this week, I'd be OK telling them I practiced some meditation. Ha.

Why be momful?

mom·ful/ˈ/mämfəl/
Adjective:
[Semi-]Conscious or aware of.

This blog explores my continuing struggle to become a better person now that I'm a mom. Because I really do believe it's important to accept life as is, be fully present when I'm awake (which is technically often), and overcome my innate pettiness. And now I'm somebody's beloved role model and will quickly tarnish her newborn Zen if I don't succeed in training myself to end a myriad of bad habits that have been passed down to me through generations.

There. Now I've finally started the blog I keep thinking about, and that makes me feel like a better person already. I need to go check Zulily to make sure I don't miss any more $5 Sozo pajamas (as I seem to every single time they go on sale!), but promise to write more soon.