Last night was a rough one.
Jack is out of town. Seems like always.
My little bear let some stress out and it broke my heart.
My old dog started some new medicine to help her walk again.
I had high hopes, but she threw up all night which is a bad sign of the medicine.
Rough in so many ways.
I'm trying to start over this morning.
Made myself get up early with the first light.
Made some tea.
Lit some candles.
Try to know that all is well.
Try to know that I can do whatever has to be done.
Allow myself to feel what I need to feel and not judge.
Try to stay centered for myself and for my babe.
Try to start over on this brand new day.
Try to find the grace in challenges, for there is great grace to be had.
Here's to surviving the rough nights and to mamas everywhere.