It's a pretty cool feeling being me today!
The wave of anxiety that rose up a couple of weeks ago
is playing nice and retreating without too much fuss.
Not that I was entirely aware of the size of the wave knocking me about.
But I guess the whole 'baby not breathing' thing will tend do that to a mother.
As you know, this is what us Mums do - just keep on keeping on -
without the debrief or barely a moment of 'woah - that was scary/exhausting/traumatic'.
But while getting on with it, I've also been waiting with bated breath for the next crisis.
As usual, it's not until the tight shoulders, the restless sleep, the knotted stomach, the uneasiness...
have subsided that I really notice they were even there in the first place.
The end of this week has me breathing easier and deeper, standing straighter and smiling wider.
For that I'm so grateful.
Happy, happy weekend.
Linking with the '52 Weeks of Grateful' over at KIdspot.