Today had the potential to be a bad day. Blue Monday. I totally woke up on the wrong side of the bed, making my feelings known to my poor hubby-to-be. I went off to work, trying to be positive when I knew I had lots to catch up on. Luckily in my hour "free", I caught up with the stuff I needed to do. The students I taught today were happy and delightful, reminding my why I love my job. Then Jamie picked me up from work, whisked me to the post office where a nice little package was waiting for me. Then he took me to a quick dinner at a local pub before picking Darcie up from nursery. I have then spent the evening colouring with Darcie, then had some planning time whilst Jamie bathed Darcie - singing nursery rhymes together to create my therapeutic soundtrack.
So Blue Monday, take that. I have an amazing hubby-to-be, father of my wonderful little d, a job that I love and place to call my own. What on earth do I need to feel blue for?
Mummy B xoxox