We had a nice time at Linus’. We had a coffee and some pastries and then went for a swim. Every time I dress the children in swimwear and smear them with sunscreen, or take the wet swimwear off and wrap them in a towel, well, for some reason this always triggers an acute reminder of the fact that I’m a mommy. There’s something delicate and extremely beautiful about these situations, but I can’t quite explain why or how. Just is.
Maybe you have a theory about this? Care to share your thoughts?
The kids are asleep now and I want to do some yoga and then I need to tackle some more work stuff before going to bed. Have a nice evening and sleep tight!