Bad Start
I woke up this morning in a bad mood. I’m upset about how fast my house gets dirty. I’m upset about how the weather is nasty enough that my kids need to stay inside. I’m upset about the fact my oldest doesn't want to do his school work. I’m upset that my husband doesn't understand how little time I really have to do stuff for myself.
But mostly I’m upset with myself for throwing a pity party. So I’m going to try and start this again.
Today I woke up and my youngest smiled at me. I asked my oldest to practice the piano earlier than normal and he played until his arms hurt. I make a cup of tea and was able to drink it by myself (thank you PBS Kids!). I am able to stay home with my children, without breaks and sick days, and I get to watch them learn and grow.
Today I woke up in a bad mood and remembered that I have a place I can write my problems down.
