It's the second day of the New Year. Yesterday was a jangle of over-tired child, low energy, and apathy. Aside from a trip to the local green house to enjoy the seasonal decorations, it was a quiet day at home. Games ended in tears, and there was a gnawing edge of frustration underneath it all, like tightly coiled rage just waiting for a reason to unleash. Next year, we won't keep our child up past his bedtime ...
But we got through it. My 5 year old fell asleep after just a few minutes of reading a story with him, and he slept an hour later than usual this morning. Perhaps today will be sunshiny after all.
I resolve, regardless of how frustrated I feel with a five year old's inopportune freak outs, that I will remain detached from the emotional drama of the moment, able to be wise and thoughtful. Yeah, good luck.
I started the day with a beautiful yoga podcast from the amazing Eoin Finn of blissology.com. While I don't feel blissful, I do feel ready for the day.
Today I will be all that I know I can be.
Today I will remember gratefulness, and breathe my way through the day.
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