I know I'm not the only woman in the world balancing life, work, relationships and a toddler who refuses to nap, eat, wear clothes, or get his diaper changed. But some days I feel truly alone in the madness. It's temporary, easily manageable and lacks a genuine grip on my heart, but it's loud none the less.
Today's been a rough day. Itunes is doing its best to drown out the Miller whines behind me.
I am blessed to have such a fantastic partner in all of this. Evan keeps me grounded when all I want to do is float away. Evan keeps me dancing when all I want to do is crawl back into bed. Evan takes our half naked sweaty, screechy kid for walks so I can finally finish my coffee at 4:30pm.
Today's been a rough day.
But I not alone.
And that makes me rougher.