a day in the life of a latvian mom

Oh boy, waking up this morning was rough. After Nelle’s birthday celebration, I felt like I’d barely closed my eyes when the alarm rang. Normally, I’m up by 7:00, but Monday? I somehow dragged myself out of bed at 9:15—and even that felt like a miracle. My eyes refused to stay open, and all I could think about was crawling back under the covers.

But no such luck. I had a Zoom meeting scheduled for 10:00. I joined, but my soul was still halfway asleep, silently wishing I could just skip it and nap instead.

And what did I find waiting for me after the meeting? Marley, fast asleep in my bed. Curled up, completely content, living the life I wanted right then and there. Honestly, I was a little jealous.

Ilze