Fuse
I am writing to you from a hotel room in Amsterdam where I concluded a week that did not go according to plan. My daughter caught scarlet fever, my son had some weird rash on his belly that we needed to observe for a while - all of this while my husband was on a business trip. My son’s birthday was accompanied by a lot of tantrum and - of course - at work lots of stuff was piling up… My fuse was getting shorter by the minute, and I ended up yelling at the kids way more often than I should have. Now that I am sitting here after a good night’s sleep, a work-out and great talks with my friend Isa, I am back to...