Life with a child is truly unpredictable. Anyone who says otherwise is lying to you. I didn’t get my slow morning and didn’t get to write before the little woke up because he woke up crying from a nightmare at 4h30. I was hoping he would settle himself and fall back asleep for a little longer but at 5h – with my alarm – he was up and ready to go. The entire day feels grey, cold, foggy, and off and missing my new morning routine adds to that. R has swimming lessons today and it will be the first round without dad since properly learning to walk on his own; this makes change room adventures infinitely harder. We will see how I manage to dress and undress with an ever-moving mini me.

Due to the early wake up, nap started at 9h30. I can feel that it will be a long one (thank the heavens) but due to my very early morning and this very groggy head, I’m not sure that a lot of essential writing will happen today. I don’t even care to leave it open and see what emerges later because I am already anticipating an afternoon without revelation or wonder, to be honest with you.

Today, I did discover that the most successful reading I can do while R is awake are non-fiction books that have a balance of visual and writing, like a reference or inspirational text. Anything with important writing – even non-fiction – that requires a soul-investment is far too difficult as my eyes dart back and forth between the little and the pages. So, for this task, I’m reading Cozy White Cottage which is one of the books from my birthday gifts; The Lifegiving Home will have to wait for evenings.

That’s it, that’s all for today. This is not a negative mood, it’s just a mood of one who prefers to be wrapped up in blankets and watching comfort television shows. I had a goal to write every day on this blog and I am achieving it — even if some entries are short and entirely meaningless.

I need another coffee, who’s with me?

xx C

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I genuinely cannot think of an answer to this question. Maybe, “how are you?” because I always answer, “good,” even if I’m not good; I just don’t want to get into it with someone else.