Life is chaos all on its own. When you swirl in parenting, jobs, your health and everything else on the list it’s easy to become “disconnected” and you begin living in survival mode.
I’ve been in a “yuck” place for the past few days. It’s 2020, outside of my own life there are so many events making this feel like a roller coaster ride from hell. I’m trying to be patient with myself and understanding that I may not be as sparkly as normal.
I’m feeling hormonal, period weeks are super hard for me. I get incredibly nasty nauseating headaches and I basically do nothing but what has to be done. I sat on the couch the entire day and felt like a crappy mom while my 4 yr old indulged in YouTube and bowls of ice cream.
I ran out of my morning “drink mix” but between Covid and my period I’m not about to haul my kid to Walmart. I mentioned to Dave that I ran out of my morning “fix” in passing when I saw him for 15 min at dinner.
I wake up this morning, feeling quite a bit better, I mean mercury is going out of retrograde. It’s Sunday but Dave is about to go to work and I’m going to try to set my non-negotiable tasks for the day.
He hands me a grocery bag. It’s full of drink mixes. He had gotten up early and went to Walmart. This is the ultimate definition of love. Those little things that you do for someone else that make them feel cared for.
Not only did he go out of his way to make sure my day went better, as I look at the receipt, I see that he donated $5 to the Children’s Hospital. My heart is full of gratitude and love. A simple gesture that has made my entire day beautiful.