Author: Manouri

You could accuse me of being a bad mother after you read this story. While I do find it funny, I do realize the situation could have gone horribly wrong. Don’t beat me up because I’ve done it enough! I’ve learned my lesson! But now that we are ok – and that it’s more than a year later – I feel like it’s a funny story that I *hope* I’m safe to tell.

We’re all familiar with the analogy of the empty cup. We all start with a certain about of liquid – let’s say coffee! – in our cup. As we help others, the coffee gets used up. The only way we can replenish the coffee is by practicing some self-care. If we don’t, the coffee will eventually disappear. Soon there will be nothing left for us at the end of the day. There will also be nothing left for  family and friends, the people who so badly need us. We’re completely dry. Burnt out. That was me. All out of coffee.