Manic Monday

Remember when I did Manic Monday posts? It was really good for my soul to write those posts.

I had so much going on in my head and heart that I needed to get it out and see if other people understood.

And they did.

I'm not happy other people have gone through PADS but it did help me feel like I wasn't alone or crazy.

So, I thank you for that!

I rather abruptly stopped writing the Manic Monday posts.

I didn't want to complain all the time. I wanted to feel better.

And I do!

Much better.

Now, Manic Mondays mean trying to get all of us up, fed, dressed and out the door on our way to work, daycare and errands for the week.

Instead of getting up dreading what the week will bring, we are all raring to go and see what is in store for instead. O.k. we aren't raring every Monday. I mean it is Monday after all.

Monday for Yvan means getting a handle on work for the upcoming week.

Ade's Monday is spent playing with other like-minded 2 years old at daycare (we call it school).

My Monday is getting laundry done, groceries for the week bought, dogs walked and other miscellaneous errands completed.

Having daycare has been a wonderful tool for us and has brought our family closer. It might seem a bit early to have him in daycare but he loves it and the break is good for me. It also means I can get stuff done and out of the way so when we spend time together Tuesday and beyond I am completely present for him.

Manic Monday has taken on a new meaning.

Gone are the days of "How will I get through this week?"

Now it is a day of "How much fun can we have together this week!"