I didn’t start quite right that day. I woke up late.
Every kid was hyped up. The mess was at its max.
I couldn’t sit down with them for a class because the baby simply refused to sleep.
My life as you know it.
I was about to blow my top when I realized that all the kids, well except the baby of course, were at the pergola and I was inside the house. The only thing separating our worlds is a click of a lock.
And I happily clicked it.
I told them I just wanted to pray and have some quiet time.
Amidst my bickering children, I managed to settle and put the baby to sleep.
Amidst every attempt of my children to get in, I managed to sit down for a few minutes to say my morning prayer and drink a cuppa.
Peace has come back.
I released the door. My babycinos seemed to be quieter and calmer. They seemed to be nicer too.
Or maybe, it was me.
Pause and pray.