We had a fabulous weekend, and a fabulous Mother's Day. We went to the park, Sweetpea enjoyed going on the swing and playing in the gravel and the baby slide, our dog behaved well off-leash, and I blew thousands of bubbles across the playground (Sweetpea hasn't noticed the bubbles yet.)
So how I feel today has nothing to do with a fabulous weekend. I feel blah. I have always hated Mondays; but now they seem even worse. Hubby goes back to work, and I'm home with Sweetpea and the dog, and feel.... like we need to escape. We need to Do Something. By Tuesday, I'm rolling along with my schedule again...but Mondays are hard. I think I'm craving adult conversation. I used to go to this mom & baby trainer-led gym class on Monday mornings, but Sweetpea's naps have moved and now cancel that opportunity. Today, going back to work doesn't seem so bad. But I know I'll feel differently tomorrow.
It's only 6 hours till Hubby comes home. Yay!
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