I just heard the sound of my own breathing. And it shocked me. I haven’t heard that sound since I regularly practiced yoga (and taught yoga) before Peanut was born. I rarely hear myself think, but tonight I heard deliciously calm air fill my nose, throat, and lungs, and then dance back out.
weird! perhaps the new human is a harbinger of calmness entering your life…
So Peanut went to bed early?