Goodnight...

I just returned from the 5th trip to say goodnight to my 4 year old son.  Contributors to the multiple trips were varied...the fact that he was going to bed about a half hour later than usual didn't help his emotional controls, some drops of water spilled on his sheets, he wanted music on but his sister had the CD player in her room, at one point he said "I'm trying to fall asleep but my crying keeps waking me up:)"  These are the times when I draw from the early morning I spent by myself.  I woke up at 6:30am, left the house in my car to go to a park to go for a run.  After the run I sat at a picnic table, alone, read a book and wrote in my journal.  About an hour and a half later I returned home just in time to pack a lunch for my dear husband before he left for an 8am appointment.  The mornings I choose build in that extra reserve for myself I am so thankful to have it to draw from at bedtime!  It's at the end of the day when we've been pulled and pressed on from every side that we need those inner reserves the most.  I believe strongly in ending the day on a postive and loving note with the members of my family (spouse included) regardless of what has transpired throughout the day.  Taking time for myself makes this possible or at least increases the odds of it being a reality.  It's not that I wasn't feeling a little frustrated by the drawn out bedtime tonight, I'm human afterall.  Drawing on my 'reserves,' I just didn't let my frustration manifest itself.  Better go set the alarm for tomorrow!...