A Parent's Version of Sleeping In

Jackson headed off to G-Pa's for the weekend, giving us the opportunity to leave town this afternoon for a friend's wedding. It also serves as a breath of fresh air as we wind down from some epic toddler tantrums, busy weeks at work and approach my birthday this Sunday.

I needed this breath of air. That is not to say I don't love that insane toddler with every fiber of my being, more so every fiber is too tired to give that love. Brandon even scoffed as I not-so kindly told a sales associate repeatedly yesterday we were just looking. The lady would not take the little bit of kindness I had left; stern but kind.

My heart is exhausted and cluttered. Despite all efforts to clear my mind, I'm failing.

I thought, perhaps, a little extra sleep would be my solution. The clock staring back at me at 7:10 this morning had a different story to tell. 7:10. I had no early-bird toddler to tend to and yet here I was far earlier than I'd preferred ready to wake for the day.

Considering our days usually start around 6 a.m. these days, I guess I'll take 7:10 as a victory.

Happy Saturday, y'all! Hope your little ones gave you the grace of a little extra shut eye :)

This is the third post in the series 31 Days of Writing My Heart.