Tuesday, 14 January 2014
Friday was a good day.
It was a good day in that nothing-special-happened-but-life-is-good way.
Naps went well. (This element is always a factor in whether or not a day is 'good' or 'rough.') We played easily with no forced engagement on either side. I got some chores done and managed to do something for myself during naptime. I ate regularly and even missed my son a bit when his nap ran long.
It was a good day.
I didn't once reminisce about my life pre-baby or wonder what it will become. I wasn't planning beyond the next few hours and I think I even smiled a bit to myself.
Life was good and I enjoyed it.