Thank God for mornings like this
Yesterday was a tough day for me on many levels. I experienced intense feelings of fear, panic, disbelief, frustration, exhaustion, anger, resentment and lots of guilt. The long day turned into a long night because Elliott woke up in pain and I'm pretty sure it was the result of the way he was sleeping. He felt better after moving to the couch and falling asleep while I played with his hair. Having barely survived that, I was so incredibly thankful for how well the morning went. The boys were slow to get moving but once they did, the morning went well. Emmett did his crocs and socks without much problem because he knew that once he got to school he could put on the super fuzzy slippers I bought him…