This day was the worst (emotionally) in a quite a while. One of those when getting up is exhausting and taking a shower is a huge task that seems unattainable. One of those. It was not even seven in the morning, and I had already cried my tears. But… I got up, took a quick shower, and went to work. And I got stuff done. Six hours at work today were as exhausting as an entire week. Not because the kids where particularly bad, but it was in me. (Remember, I work at a nursery with babies and toddlers up to 2 years)
And… It is getting old… The pain in my shoulder got worse again.
I am exhausted and tired.
It will get better, and I know it. After all, I have help. And I am not alone. But, yes, bad day. Worst in long while.