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It's a new world

I've been really down this week. I'm not going to hide it. It happens to all of us and as parents we kinda owe it to our children to be honest about that. Show them that it's OK to not be OK, but that we learn self-care and the importance of that.

This week for me has been a mix of re-visiting grief, parenting battles and raging hormones. What a combo eh?

It wasn't until I took some time for myself yesterday that I realised why things were so bad this week. But now I know, I can deal. Yesterday morning I burst into tears over something that I'd be fine with normally. I calmed myself down, got the school run done and came home and let it all out. Reflecting back on the week and the things that had been on my mind there's no wonder it hit me. 

I made the decision to finish work early and just give myself some time and some much needed rest.

The sun rose this morning, as it does every day. It's a new day, a new chance, a new opportunity. I've already found some positives for today and I'm feeling much brighter. I woke early, refreshed and motivated to go for a run before breakfast.

The sun will keep rising, and bringing new chances. If it doesnt go well one day, just take another chance. You will get there in the end.

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  1. I wish I could give you a big hug. You don't realise it but you are doing amazingly well with everything you have had to cope with on your own. I know there is light at the end of the tunnel but sometimes it is hard to see it.

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