TOUGH DAY

I started one day could not have better. That very morning, very early, in the dark, hopping up in the kitchen, making me a latte and withdrawing me in my thoughts.

I became a mother at age 23 and I was very clear what to do: I had to be the big sister, my child's playmates. What could be so complicated? Half of my life I had been a child, I knew very well how things are. I could not be overcome by everything that would happen to me. But the ...

We announce a beautiful day of autumn finally a beautiful day like many others in this time of year, only this time we had some new boots and a dress all new and not wait to walk out. I was anxious to step on thick carpet of leaves just fallen under the sole boot feel its softness and to enjoy the flavor of autumn floating in the air.

We, therefore, every reason to wake up in a good mood and thinking with delight the day that was to follow. Even I started and I prepared coffee sitting on the corner of the washing machine in the bathroom. I arranged a little hair, I put a bit of makeup, so discrete day. May take a sip of coffee and change songs from the list on the phone. At 6:01 I was ready bit, a bit of perfume and I could get out the door. When Danny woke up and my son aged three years. He opened his eyes and looked at me, as he does every morning.

Kiss him in passing on the forehead and run to open the kitchen window. Unbelievable! Everything seemed wet and punched me out a wave of cold air. Head out the window to make sure. Raining and it was cold. It was too cold and too wet for my dress for my boots.

Well, that's it! I'll change of clothes! You're not going to ruin my enthusiasm with which all this rain I woke up, I thought to myself.

I started to think about other options dress code when I heard Danny, with a voice like a bear, I'm crying

- Mom! Come on, please!

The child had removed just those words. He told me, whispered that it hurts neck.

- Let me make you some tea, 'I said.

I made tea in 3-4 minutes but Danny was sleeping deeply when I went to take him. I changed the dress and boots. I jumped into some jeans and I started looking for baby clothes.

While I was concerned about the baby's clothes tedders I heard a gurgling noise from the bathroom. I ran into a soul, even though I ran nothing. I witnessed a water and light show. Light installation went as the Christmas tree, and it was like drops of water gushing from the broken pipe to transform into small balls of light that danced playfully through the whole bathroom.

I stopped all water, bathroom and kitchen, and I threw all sorts of random stuff away. Mop was overcome by what was there. We raised more or less water with a towel and opened the bathroom window. Then I found out torrential rains. But torrential, man! Damn!

Relax, breathe, it's not end of the world. The important thing is that we are better! I thought silently.

That's what I always say, the bad days. I think, often, forget the essentials and leave me overwhelmed with all sorts of little things. I often feel like I'm taking it to the chase, the desire to make them all and go, though, the speed of a carousel not see anything around. And then I stop and say to me are, in fact, the things that really matter. A kind of "us to be healthy!"

Sun to some installers, I am looking umbrella, I'm looking for baby clothes for rain and when I go to wake him, I find wet weakling, like bath water springing up in bed. Danny had fever and could not get up from bed. In the eyes headache and neck and barely able to draw a few sounds.

To hell with it! 

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