Talking to myself

Today, when The Kid decided that 5 am was a perfectly reasonable time to get up in the morning, by about 6.30 am I thought I was on the verge of a meltdown.

But no - now, by 10 am, I feel like I can handle going a bit further again.

Just work through this little detail, Maria, and then that little detail, and then just keep on patiently sorting it all out until one day it'll be done again, and life will feel a little bit less of an assignment again.

Breathe.

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