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And then the morning comes

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Yesterday found me at the end of my rope, dangling over an abyss of sleep deprivation. I sent texts to Dan begging him not to work late. I needed him home. He sent texts back reassuring me that no matter what, we’re in this together.

I went to bed last night when Emma did and, while we did not sleep all night, we slept. Soundly. And then this morning came and brought with it the promise of a new day. A fresh start.

Hope.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From the moment I woke up this morning, I knew today would be better than yesterday.

I knew I would be better.

Grace had come up with the sun.

It rained this morning and once the shower was over, we got dressed and went outside.

Joshua played in his sand table and pushed his cars around. I nursed Emma and held her as she chattered away. We took a walk and had a picnic.

We laughed. We smiled. We explored.

It was a good day. The kind of day I needed to restore my faith in myself.

We were better. The three of us.

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Jamie

Monday 20th of August 2012

Yeah!

Miranda

Tuesday 21st of August 2012

Hi! Miss you!

John

Monday 20th of August 2012

The little orphan with the red hair was onto something when she sang about sun coming up tomorrow. Glad to hear a good day followed the bad.

Miranda

Tuesday 21st of August 2012

Annnnnd, now I'm singing.

katery

Sunday 19th of August 2012

so glad to hear this. remember your past and know that you can get through anything.

Miranda

Tuesday 21st of August 2012

I so can. :)

Toni Carpenter

Sunday 19th of August 2012

So happy to read this! The previous post made me feel so sad for you, especially when you explain the chinks in the armor. Exhaustion is so depleting. I remember the first time Firstborn slept through the night (at 2.5 years) I cleaned my house non-stop for two days just to spend the energy. So glad the next day was better. Just knowing 'better' is possible is such a huge comfort.

Miranda

Tuesday 21st of August 2012

Exhaustion is used as a form of torture for a reason--it's effective. But yes, better is possible. Totally.

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