It must have been the gloomy weather, toothache and an argument with the husband that made the start of July seem bad. Add to that a change in Z’s sleeping pattern, his starting to be a picky eater and most of all, his tantrums account for one stressed mommy!
So yesterday, during the part where Andy leaves his toys with Bonnie, I let the tears flow. And it felt good. I realized that keeping all these feelings bottled up is not doing me any good. It even caused heart spasms.
As Z woke up this morning, he was laughing. That’s how life should be treated, one day at a time. His worries yesterday does not matter anymore. I’m making a decision to focus on the positive and just be happy.
The weekend’s calling out to me. I know it’ll all be better!