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.


  1. Awwww, an extra hour is totally nothing to scoff at. Sometimes that hour can change everything.:-) miss you!

  2. I feel ya girl... I'm right there with ya. Happy Birthday by the way!


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