Perspective
Honestly, when I have a “bad day” now - the kind with a work disaster and doggy diarrhea and throwing up in parking lots and other types of random fun - I stop and think afterward, THIS kind of bad day I can totally handle. As long as it doesn’t involve anything being wrong with the baby, then I am FINE and dandy. Cranky, yes. Wanting to yell at people, yes. But in the big picture? It just won’t matter.
good perspective x