this morning I woke up a bit grumpy. I'm tired and I didn't sleep great with nightmares. I was whinging to myself because my day was taken up with having to run my teens around to work, college, bus stops etc and I found myself saying, I wish I Could have a day just for me to do exactly what I want without having to think of being mum or housewife or wife. then it struck me.... today I actually thought enough of myself to think I need a day to me. Today I believed that I'm important enough to have a day to enjoy, not sort everyone else out. That may sound silly but for so long I have felt so unworthy of consideration undeserving of anything nice. I may not get that day, but at least today I thought enough of myself to think I deserved one.
Sorry if this sounds rambly and selfish. I really do love my family and don't mind looking after them.