Sometimes it’s just:
Nice to wear makeup and straighten my hair.
Nice to be out in the fresh air, doing ‘normal’ things.
Nice to go on a group play date, and the other mums have zero clue I’ve been in bed crashing for most of the last 3 days.
Nice to feel vaguely human again after said crash.
Nice to chat about anything other than my health.
Nice to spend quality time with my baby.
Nice to come home, take my makeup off and get back into my cosy pyjamas.
Nice to sit back and reflect on my lovely day.
Nice to know I have a rest day planned for tomorrow in case I did too much today.
Nice to know if I do end up in bed all day again tomorrow, that no-one will know.
Nice to know I will have more nice days like today. 😊