The other day I was attempting to have a cup of tea, while it was still hot, and attempt to relax.
I sat on the sofa admits the madness of my life. Deep breaths in and out. Smile. Smile. Smile. Smile.
After my tea, I was in full tilt mama mode. In the middle of juggling too many things and thoughts, my daughter started jumping up and down. She ran to me with my cup. I had left it on her play kitchen.
“Look Mama there’s a heart. For you mama”. And there it was, in the bottom of my tea cup. Must mean something, right?