It’s been a big week:
The big D.
Hot, humid days.
Waking babies and insomniac mommies.
Short naps. Long naps.
Fasting (out of necessity, not choice).
Did I mention the big D?
I’ve been grumpy for much of the week. Sick, tired, and grumpy… and trying not to be.
Cuz a grumpy mommy is no fun for sweet kiddos or lovely husbands.
Being sick made me lose my mothering mojo. I lost my groove. I misplaced my stellar.
I had moments of wanting to trade them in. (Shhh, don’t tell.(
But today helped turn things around.
Today Ryan watched the boys while I holed up in my office and worked. Worked all. day. long. on stuff that’s been piling up. (He even delivered an enormous sandwich – my own personal take-out – without me putting an order in.)
It was glorious.
I felt like such a grown-up, doing grown-up things and listenting to grown-up music and using my grown-up brain.
Turns out I didn’t need a day off at all.
I just needed a day… that was different from the norm.
It’s true what they say: sometimes the best vacation is change.
Q for you: When is the last time you had a day of change?