When he changes Sanne and she’s crying or fussing during it, my amazing husband always repeats “new diape, new you, new diape, new you, new diape, new you.” It’s hilarious and … true.
Lots is written about changing perspective, but sometimes we forget how easy it is to change clothes or place or accessories and get a fresh take on the day.
This morning, I wore shorts that still don’t fit right. I took a walk in them and was reminded how poorly they fit. But for some reason, I was committed to wearing them until I realized WHY THE EFF WOULD I DO THAT, and I changed into my current favorite pair of shorts, that fit the pp body just right. Instant day change.
New diape, new me.