This morning on the way into work I was texting with my gf, Hon (mom of 4 and friend since the 9th grade) about how hard this week has been for me.
Leo didn’t sleep pretty much at all on Tuesday and Wednesday night and I somehow gave myself whiplash (slight exaggeration) at MY DESK at work on Wednesday. Who does that? How does that even happen?
I found myself saying things like:
“I had it all together this morning. Managed to get dressed and feed Leo and out the door on time and not frazzled.”
“I got 5 hours of sleep minus that moment you wake up out of a sound sleep in a panic because you are sleeping soundly.”
“My neck still hurts but at least I showered today.”
I’m all about the Small Victories.
Awesome to be able to tell someone all that business and feel no shame because they know exactly how you feel.
Update: Went to the restroom and discovered that I had put my underwear on inside out AND backwards. So much for having it all together. 🙂
Honeybee with a side of Lion 