When we’re having a hard day, sometimes it’s just a small thing that will shake us out of it. Last week we were having a hard day - Kai was grizzly and having seizures, and at 3pm I was still in my pjs, the flat was a bomb site and I couldn’t get my wits about me.
So, I said fuck it. I kicked a part of the couch clear of debris and Kai and I relaxed down into a mini nest. And then I painted our toes a delightful shade of pink.
Sometimes it’s the small things that make you feel better.