Another Day
Today is one of those days. I woke to a crying 9-month-old at 6.00 in the morning, bathed him, made breakfast for three, vacuumed my house, caught up on email, blogged, did grocery shopping which is becoming more of a nightmare with an almost 3-year-old, lugged it all in, put it away, made a healthy lunch, changed a pooey nappy, virtually begged my daughter for a whole 10 minutes to go to the toilet before her nap – and now they are tucked in bed.
All the while I was thinking I really need some chocolate. I just need to sit down and listen to silence. I haven’t done anything new or interesting today but it mystifies me why these simple tasks still tire me out so. At least I have some Belgian Fruit and Nut to get me through the afternoon shift.