My @ss is red, my shoulders are relaxed … floating a bit while i get some breakfast, finally.
Bear comes down from the bedroom of the youngest and tells me he’s already up. He had gone up to wake him and give W his meds.
The floaty feeling now tempered with a bit of responsibility … caution … worry.
I hope he hasn’t heard us, was this a smart choice? I guess we’ll find out soon enough!
New toys are being ordered and i’m tentatively excited and optimistic that we might actually be able to get back into more ‘impact’ in our D/s. *wink*
My child’s mental welfare is obviously the most important thing in this equation BUT i already find myself humming while i run around doing whatever needs attention this morning.
Just a few minutes of this type of connection and we both feel better …. it’s a tight rope we walk these days. It has been for a long while and it has taken its tole on us.
Wish me luck!!! and Happy Saturday … ❤