I am not superwoman.
And I won’t pretend to be all the things or do all the things.
I woke up in a funk this morning. Like a paralyzing funk. I couldn’t even get it together to take my 4-year-old to daycare, though it will cost me money and a day of productivity.
Y’all ever have days like this? As a mom, they are short-lived by necessity. Because these little people need diapers changed and teeth brushed, they need to trip over a potty full of pee that you didn’t realize was full, they need to take toys from each other and scream and push each other.
All before you have your coffee.
This morning I was going to try and do without it. I usually fast until noon anyway. So I took my morning vitamins and probiotic and started fixing breakfast.
But it felt like I was moving through sand. My husband kept asking me are you ok? Yea, I’m good, I lied. I looked through emails, made a to-do list, said a prayer with the kids. Ummm still feeling like fog.
I ditched plans to make vegan waffles and sausage for the kids. Cheerios it will be. No, you can’t have extra honey, they’re HONEY NUT CHEERIOS for goodness sakes! Oh you want to dump them on the floor, now you can’t have nothing!
Still not looking good.
I put a few drops of Peppermint Essential Oil in the diffuser. I walked past the espresso maker and paused. Just drink some coffee boo. Its 11:00. Drink it black.
I did it.
I’m ok again. And the kids are goo…somebody just started screaming….
Prepping cup #2.