keep on parenting after a day where you feel there are no simple answers?
Today really wasn’t all that bad. No major meltdowns, no calls from school. Just a sick kid, a tired kid and one who was a bit fried. But somehow there were little things, niggling little things that won’t leave my mind. And I hash, and rehash them. I talk about them with my husband. We brainstorm and grapple. Discuss logistics and strategies. Worry about making the right choices.
Yet the waters ahead still seem murky. There are glimmers up ahead. Little pinpricks that might turn out to be brilliant sunshine cascading down from the surface. I’m just afraid there are boulders I can’t see, looming.