And I laughed. Because I just got up an hour ago! I've already spent an hour studying Italian, enjoyed a lovely cup of tea brought to me by my loving husband, and a cuddle, and responded to several emails about booking accommodation in Italy in August. And I did it all peacefully, in bed! (Accusations of laziness not permitted). And I realised that my friend was up at the crack of dawn, she's probably already keen for a nap (or maybe not, she is younger than me), and she would almost certainly have had to fight the crowds at the cafe. Whereas we went to our favourite brunch place yesterday (we're not stupid, we always avoid Mother's Day), where just the usual regulars were there for a late lunch (couples - straight and gay - with no kids in sight), and had a very pleasant and relaxed time sans enfants. Tonight we'll take dinner out to the mother-in-law, who is just out of hospital after breaking her hip. And I'm not fazed by any of this.
I'm not saying my life is any better than my friends who are mothers. But it's no worse, and very good. Gratitude. It works. I hope you can all find some gratitude and peace today.