You know the expression 'busting my guts'?
'cause life is pretty much doing just that for me.
Working full time as a teacher of 5 & 6 year olds is exhausting at the best of times. Add to the mix a new puppy, a sleep regressed (who am I kidding, regressed refers to falling from a good place in the zzz world, we have not been there in 20 months) toddler and a volunteer firefighter who works double shifts at his job and spends his night off 'training' at the station...you get an exhausted and emotionally unstable me.
Tears, sulks, general grumps, sums up my day today.
I have been pulling it all off, on the good days I call it 'rhythm', on the bad 'the grind'. Either way life has gotten crazy busy. It is busting my guts.
Looking forward to a holiday.
In the meantime P makes me smile and remember to stop and smell the roses (lots of other smells in there too).
Hoping life is being kind and slow to others, I know my turn is around the bend again.