So today I decided to accept the offer of a park play date with a good friend and her little girls. Sometimes it's important to push through the emotional pain barrier and just get out of the house. With that I declared it a hat day. I am not normally one to wear hats. Though I had a beyond bad hair day going on, a puffy, sore right eye AND no sunnies to hide the eye or swoosh my hair back with. It was an obvious choice for me. We walked to another of our terrific local parks and had a really lovely morning. The kids played well together. They shared. Looked out for each other. Enjoyed the sunshine and breeze.
This Mama gig is tough. Not a day goes by where I don't count my blessings for these adorable little big men we've created. Then there are moments where I'm not sure what to do next or where to pick up from. It only takes one bad day, or half a day even, to rock the confidence levels. To leave me questioning my ability to cope. Then a new day dawns and I just dig deep and it's so worth it. Worth every. single. second. After all, nothing worthwhile in life comes easy.