This week I'm taking the liberty of giving myself a pat on the back.
Well, in truth, more a patting and rubbing of the belly - but nonetheless.
After a tumultuous week on the home front and with people around me choosing some unusual ways to conduct themselves... I'm grateful for the general sense of calm I have maintained here.
Maybe I'm just too busy rubbing my belly and dreaming of little pink fingers and toes to be phased.
Maybe I've simply been too lazy or self indulgent to fire up where I would have normally taken the bait.
Maybe I sense something bigger coming into my bubble of baby bliss here to worry myself silly or take on board others' issues.
Either way, it's been a welcome state of mind this week.
So welcome, I cordially invite it to stay for at least the next six months to sixteen years if it wants to.