One Of Those Weeks
This was one of those weeks. One of those weeks where the days are long the evenings short and by Wednesday I feel like I've been juggling for a month .But these are the times when I try to find and cherish the small moments. This week I sat with adoptive parents and birth parents and foster parents and babies and teenagers, and I saw joy born of grief. And I celebrated the passage of time and what life can bring when you are open to change.
Then I cam home and bandaged cuts and iced boo boos and soothed hurt feelings and tended my own little flock. I shared pancakes, tea, and British melodramas with my Mom. Then finally on Friday the boys helped me to welcome the hubby home from a work trip. This week brought tears of frustration and tears of laughter. I turned around and my baby was a toddler and my big boy was crushing hard on the class beauty and my toddler turned into a preschooler.
It was a hard week but also a good week to be a social worker and a Mommy. Can't wait to see what next week brings...