You know those days when you look in the mirror and realise you’ve had toothpaste around your mouth all morning?
Those days when you give in and buy the cheap plastic toy just to stop a paddy?
Those days when you let your toddler eat a whole tube of Smarties just because you need to keep them happy?
Days when the Ice Cream van is there and you just say yes.
We all have those days.
It’s so easy to mentally beat yourself up about them.
To start counting off on your fingers all the things you didn’t do right, and that you didn’t do well.
There are times I sit there at the end of the day and feel terrible. I feel like a failure. It’s all me, I make myself feel that way because I count the things I did wrong.
Not any more.
Recently I’m trying to count the things I did right.
I’ve realised that that my day to day life might look fairly dull. But there are days when I manage to single handedly push a heavy, wonky-wheeled trolley around the Asda and fill it with healthy food for my family.
There are days when I manage to wash and dry three loads of washing in a day.
Days when I answer all of Tom’s business emails and keep things ticking over.
Days when I go to school and explain fractions really well.
Days when I find partners for all the lost socks.
There are days…
There are always going to be days.
But now there are more days where I count the right things.
That’s a lesson learned, to remember the right things.