Today was a difficult morning.
Alex had an unexpected job that changed our plans, frustrating.
I decided to train while the kids were homeschooling (silly me!): got interrupted 100 times, frustrating.
Oliver was’t cooperative and when I tried to talk to him he’d go away, frustrating.
At lunch, I put some food (mostly snacks) in the children's backpacks and told them to go have a picnic in the garden and I cooked a healthy lunch just for myself and ate alone while Alex had a work call. On purpose.
It's not being a bad mother or wife. It’s not being selfish. It's quality time for me.
It’s me prioritizing myself.