Today was a yucky day in my head. I even lay in bed doing nothing for a while.
I already know one of my triggers. Folding laundry seem to be a voice aggravator.
I ate a lot of cookies today. That finishing one immediately made me feel low, so logically, I had another, wondering why I wasn't feeling great like I had assumed I would.
"Have a cookie, it'll make you feel better."
No more cookies for me.
Even in my 'mean girl' state baby managed to amuse me. In her moments I would cheer, squeak, and laugh with her.
I laughed as she tipped her food on the floor.
I laughed as she waved and chewed on the clean washing.
I clapped with her. It's been a joy to join in since she discovered this skill 2 weeks ago.
I laughed at her enthusiasm, and my laughing increased it some more.
We had a nap in the afternoon and continued the rest of the folding later. For part two I turned the music on and kept it on well after the task was done.
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