I swear I’m not phoning this in. Well, maybe just a little. You see, I’m up to my ears in crochet orders, I have a top secret project taking up 20 hours a week, and I started my fall teaching schedule. Doodlebug’s regular school schedule started, and I’m still working on purging all the strollers, bassinets, and bouncy seats we’ve collected over the years.
I have absolutely overcommitted myself and I can feel the stress tying knots in my shoulders.
But I’m okay. I can find the beauty in simple moments. I can take a deep breath and feel it work to release the tension in my body. All of this is huge for someone with an anxiety disorder.
These are little moments of joy from our last week. Of course the week was also full of tantrums, me hollering at my children in front of my neighbor, stacks of dishes on the counter, and arguments about shoes and socks. But it’s these slivers of happy that kept me going.
And so, without further ado, cute pictures of my kids to make you forget how neglectful I’ve been of this blog: