I just left a dinner too early. I am a working mom now, a mom who enjoys her morning time with her daughters so much that she will cop out on some amazing super supportive friends just to get some sleep. And it's OK.
What makes me smile: my friends who hugged me when I walked into dinner. my friends who shared their lives with me. my friends who frowned when I left early but understood. my daughters sleeping soundly when I got home. the promise that I will have enough energy and wherewithall to deal, no matter what happens tonight. I've gone home, to bed, early enough to guarantee that no matter what happens, I can manage it. OK, it's true, I may need a little help, but I can manage it. Still smiling.
