You know some days you’re just in it. Like yesterday’s post. I was not just knee deep, but shoulder deep in it. And parenting goes that way sometimes. Some days you trudge through it and other days you skip along singing songs.
It’s important for me to remember when it’s really tough that “this too shall pass.” An old friend, Mary Michael Murphy, once told me, “The way out is through” and I never forget that. Soon enough there will be peace and then some new challenge will come along. During my pregnancies and ever since birthing, one of my ongoing mantras has been “You’ll be okay.” Yes, I’ll be okay. Just repeat after me and laugh with me. That’s what I do. Repeat, laugh, breathe.
We’re in nap time transition. We’re in the second week of Baby only having one nap instead of two. He is 19 months. It is time, really. So with yesterday’s episode and thumb sucking early today, he went down early (11:30 am) and it’s quiet right now. Can I get a collective, “ahhh!” I’m so thankful for quiet time. I’m happy to report that we’re not going any where today. I’m going to do laundry and work in the back yard. Today is a quiet day of domesticity. Yes, there is something strangely pleasant in these days for me. (Contrast that with the going, going, going that we often do.)
So today is a day of breath and relaxation. Yes, I did my yoga this morning. Thank you for asking. Some quiet sitting is in order though. So I’m getting off the computer, going to have my favorite lunch (Triscuits, two slices of havarti cheese, and a vanilla yogurt), read a bit, and breathe deeply.
Enjoy your day and cheers, friends!
