Last Thursday morning at 7:45am, I was shrieking like a banshee at my husband and children about various things while dealing with an unfortunate blender accident (self-inflicted) that looked like this:
It was the first day back at school after the holidays and I was already struggling.
Terms One and Four are the hardest, I find. Term One because everyone’s out of practice after so long and Term Four because everyone’s exhausted and over it.
Just as I was thinking to myself, ‘I actually cannot deal with this level of stress every day until the end of the year,’ I received a text from my friend Alissa. She has four children under six.
There were no words, just this screenshot.