Today, I wore so many hats, my head was going to explode. The working hat. The mom hat. The daycare hat. The financial hat. The creative hat. The wife hat. The daughter hat. The pet-owner hat. The spiritual hat. The friendship hat. The marriage hat. The party-planning hat. The people-pleasing hat.
Tonight, I was walking by baby’s nursery and I peeked my head in. Still sleeping. I tiptoed in the dark, across the nursery to the wooden rocking chair in the corner, and I sat. I sat silently in the dark listening to the ocean sounds of her tranquil sleep sound machine. I heard baby breathing in and out, in and out. I closed my eyes. And you know what I thought about? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not work. Not chores. Not ideas for the next big thing. Nothing.
I ran downstairs, more refreshed than a day at the spa. I saved all of my unfinished emails as “draft”. Put away the laptop. Jumped online to send this note to you. And now, I’m going to call it a night … early. I’ll get up tomorrow and put on my hats, but for now – I’m putting all my hats in a box and I’m calling it a day.
Ever have days like this? Thank goodness for little perfect humans, dark rooms and a calming nursery to put everything back into place. Good night.