Small victory

Yesterday was my kids birthday. We had it at one of those arcade places. I could feel myself getting sick and nauseated when we got there. It was bright, loud and packed with kids running everywhere. I told myself nope we are not leaving. We are staying and pushing through. We ended up having a good time. I was half present and half focused on my somatic ocd (mine is breathing). Sometimes I think my kids are pushing me to be a better mom in ways they don't know. Anyway, I know how hard it is to crawl out of the black whole that is ocd. We just have to keep putting one foot in front or the other every single day.