I am already dressed to go to work and I am doing this:
I am preparing M’s and N’s snack for school. In the meantime, D is preparing their milk and then is walking towards their bedroom to wake them up. And no, I am not complaining. I feel wonderful and happy.
And then a busy day begins. I go to catch the metro while D is taking children at school. M is at kindergarten this year while N started preschool.
In the metro I always read. It takes me half an hour to go to the city centre which means 1 hour of reading per day. Not bad! Then 8 hours of work and finally back at home where until last Sunday the day was finishing with us watching this beautiful view..
I feel so lucky.