I can’t get my 2 year old dressed without getting kicked.
I can’t get my kids to finish their dinner.
I can’t talk on the phone without plugging my other ear.
I can run 4 miles.
I can’t get my kids to nap with ease.
I can’t sit down to eat a meal.
I can’t go on a walk without having to carry someone home.
I can run 6 miles.
I can’t convince my kids that it’s important to brush their teeth.
I can’t get my kids to listen.
I can’t drink an entire cup of coffee in one sitting.
I can’t turn on cartoons without feeling a tinge of guilt.
I can run 9 miles.
I can’t go to bed too late.
I can’t sleep past 6am even if I tried.
I can’t keep up with the laundry.
I can’t figure out when to put laundry away.
I can’t stop my kids from wrestling.
I can run 12 miles.
I can’t get through a day without a bandaid.
I can’t get my baby to sleep through the night.
I can’t do Pinterest crafts without anxiety.
I can run 13 miles.
So I ran a half marathon last weekend. I needed those miles.
I can’t ever not think about my kids.
I can’t imagine life without them.
I can’t look at them sleeping and not melt a little.
I can’t even run without feeling a little bad about leaving them.
But sometimes, it just feels good have a can-do moment.
What can you do? And can you can’t-do as many things as I can?
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