Day’s End

Every day ends the same. Dinner as close to 6 as I am able to get it on the table, husband and I trade off giving little guy a bath, pjs, sleep sack, monkey, milk, and books on the couch as a family. Then it’s to bed with the wee man. 

Some days, I can’t wait for the end of the routine. To be able to sit down and turn off my constant vigilance. 

Today was one of those days. Tomorrow will be better. 

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