Yesterday was not a bad day at all. It was, however, a rather long day. I was solo-parenting for most of the day as my hubby had a photo shoot after work. By the end of the day I was exhausted, parenting takes a lot out of a person. I had fed, groomed, bathed, read-to, played with, written thank you cards with a four year old, done my actual work, and I felt like this.
I was looking forward to bedtime for the girls so I could totally zone out on the couch with some vegan chocolate and my soon to return spouse. Then I spotted the glow sticks. We gals gathered in the dark in Cordelia's room and had ourselves a glow stick party.
Suddenly I remembered that, no matter how exhausting it is to be a parent, every single moment is a gift.