one tree

home after a night shift for the second shift of the day...a day with T and K. We took Gret for a walk to the woods, pausing to admire all the shades of green, listening to leaves rustling in the wind and birds singing.

Sounds idyllic. The reality of night shifts followed by being a mum all day until Ad walks in the door are not often as pretty. Parenting falls below, way below what I want. But its a choice and consequences of other choices and it won't be forever, and as this is a backblip I now know it is more time limited than I had thought. So, crack on and try and breathe it all in.