re-entry is a B.

Yesterday’s caption (upon arriving home after my ridiculously magical 10ish-day solo trip):

There’s no place like home. ❤️

Today’s caption: Yes, totally, that, AND… reentry is a B. 🙃 .

I’ve spent a good chunk of the last 24 hours asnooze (thanks, husband!).

I’ve also already bumbled my way through a few heart-to-6.5yo-hearts around topics I should probably order / write children’s books on (<< the breadcrumbs are STRONG and persistent).

Lesson: Even an amazing holiday doesn’t guarantee you’ll transform into a super-energized, ultra-patient unicorn of a mother.

What you (we) REALLY need is an imperfect but consistent practice including support, rest, compassion, patience, caffeine, and milk chocolate coconut macadamia nuts.

Amiright, or amiRIGHT?