"In the Canvas of Life: Navigating Colors with the Support of My Rock and Growing Little Champs"
Life's canvas is a vivid masterpiece, but its colors can become overwhelming without the support of a loving partner in both personal and professional realms. What may seem like bursts of frustration are, in reality, silent pleas from an overstimulated soul, yearning for a moment's respite. Picture this: the TV blaring, the dryer humming, the lawnmower's persistent buzz, my Apple Watch chiming urgently, a too-tight shirt, a rebellious messy bun, and the undeniable sensation of crumbs beneath my feet. It's not anger; it's a sensory symphony that craves a pause, and alhamdulillah, I am blessed to have a family that understands. Being an adult is an exhausting journey where demands never cease—at work, at home, even in the bathroom. It's not irritation; it's an admission of feeling overstimulated, desperately needing a moment to catch my breath. In this whirlwind, taking a moment for myself is not a weakness but an act of self-preservation, made possible throug...