One of Those Days
Today was one of those days.
One of those days where I sort of woke up in a mood because I felt overwhelmed by our crazy schedule this week.
One of those days where I realized we were out of wipes in the middle of changing Atlas’ diaper.
One of those days where my straightener broke and my oven burned the cinnamon rolls (yes, it was the oven’s fault. not user error. Our oven is jacked up). Stupid appliances.
One of those days where Atlas peed all over the bathroom wall when I was getting him out of the bath and then proceeded to spit up all over me right after I got dressed for the day. Okay…so this one is actually most days.
One of those days where I sat down to respond to the same e-mail 3 different times and 3 different times Atlas screamed at the top of his lungs once he realized he had been set down. The e-mail has yet to be sent and all I have is a headache to show for my response efforts.
One of those days where our groceries were delivered…only our frozen items got lost in transit. Of all the items to not make it…the ice cream!
Today was just one of those days where motherhood was getting the best of me. One of those days where I felt defeated and inadequate.
And then Dave came home early, took Atlas & told me to go for a run.
So, that’s exactly what I did. I ran.
It was my first run in 6 months. And my first run in NYC.
And it was just what the doctor ordered.
My Garmin died 2 miles into the run, but it wasn’t until my Garmin died that I felt free to stop worrying about my pace and just run.
It took 3 miles, but now I can say today was definitely one of those days…
One of those days where I’m reminded how blessed I am to have a husband who comes home early because he can read the subtext of my texts when I’m stressed.
One of those days where I’m happy my baby boy sleeps 7 hours straight during the night…even if he doesn’t nap during the day.
One of those days where I’m thankful for the fact that I’m always one run away from a good mood…and I can FINALLY run again.
What a difference 3 miles, a loving husband and a sleeping baby can make.