I already am

A bad hair day for me
A red hair day for Rowan who lay in the only patch of sun to emerge
A day of no post
and no tea bags
A day that had Nick and I return separately from our walk
where the forget me nots were so very blue but
the less said about that the better
A day when I saw lots of images and couldn't find a pencil to jot them down
not even those tiny ikea ones the girls always bring back home
A day when I asked myself Can I do this?
and I realised I already am.