The kids woke us up at 6am today. That was pretty much the worst part of the whole day, and I'm in disbelief. I think the last time we had a Christmas that wasn't marred by something was when I was like 6 years old.
I feel like I haven't had a chance to catch up on my sleep for at least a week now, and I can say with full confidence that I'm nowhere near ready to be a parent yet. I enjoy my sleep far too much.
The kids went back to their dad around 4 today, and it's been quiet ever since. I'm feeling tranquil and reflective, but not an inordinate amount where I feel the need to write and write until I feel as though I've emptied my head. I just feel very calm, and so that's how I shall end the day.
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