Sometimes, Little Sprout has it right. When I am fretting, and getting upset over things, she will come up to me so carefully and lay her hands on my cheeks with very uncharacteristic gentleness. She will look me directly in the eyes and say “Just breathe, Mom. I want you to be brave!”
Yeah, it’s kinda sad to have to take advice from a 4 year old.
She has a point, though. Breathing is pretty important. When I can follow her advice and slow down a little, I always feel better.
But don’t tell her that, k? She is too sure of her own perfection as it is….