Knit a little more.
Read a little more.
Make another cup of tea.
Put another load of laundry through.
Serve cereal for snack.
Pick up a selection of sequin stars off the floor.
Wipe a small dirty face.
Remove a wooden hedgehog from my (cold) cup of tea.
Pair up a bag full of socks.
Knit a few more rows.
I'm running on empty a little today. And wondering when baby beloved will drop the new 3am shenanigans in favour of gifting mama with enough sleep. And grateful, always grateful, for this life. Even on empty.