Just me and my dog and an impossible view

As a nature-bonded introvert, I have to say that I find walking my dog to be oddly therapeutic. If you can get past the constant sight and smell of dog poop, that is. With another baby on the way, I’ve come to grips with the fact that I’ll never have as much alone time as I probably need to properly maintain my own mental congruence. But I can get lost in contemplation on a good walk with my pup. He doesn’t expect too much from me, and it’s often one of the few times in the day where I can hear myself think.

A year ago, I wasn’t sure about ‘dog mom life‘ and how it would fit into my ‘regular mom life’. But as it turns out, it might have been just what I needed.