Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on same.
Go.
It's the wash and repeat of parenting.
It's the do the same thing and expect a different result.
It's the same, each and every day.
It's the routine, the schedules, the deadlines.
It's pushing the same damn rock up the same damn big hill.
It's the wash and repeat of adulthood.
But change, it can be so difficult.
Change can be so scary.
Change means the end of one journey, the beginning of a new.
Change for the introverted mother means an end.
It's the discipline that isn't working.
It's the schedules that are always too full.
It's the tired.
The exhaustion.
It's the not wanting another day doing the same.
It's all the same.
Until you have a a moment.
That's all you need.
You have a moment of love and connection.
You have a morning that she just wants, needs, to be around you.
A morning in which she is by your side, cheering you on.
A morning in which she is your power, you are her guide, you are her moon and stars.
You become her parent.
It's the wash and repeat.
It's the same day in and out.
It's the change that is hard to navigate, but always comes.
It's the end of one journey, one phase and the start of new.
Stop.
