This morning I had a stomach ache. My body tends to express stress in this way. And the past few weeks have been full of emotions—conscious and repressed ones—so my hurting tummy is no surprise.
I had a tummy ache, but not only did I still have to go to work—as I’m used to as an adult—but I also had to take care of my toddler daughter; I’m not so used to that—only two years into motherhood now.
I can’t imagine what parents with chronic pain do. Having to manage pain is enough of a challenge—but having to care for a little vulnerable soul at the same time. It’s like—what?!
Parenthood is another ball of wax.
I just keep putting one foot in front of the other. But when I stop to think about it, it blows my mind how much is on our plate.