Sometimes when people ask how I’m doing, I say things like, “It’s been a day.” Or, “I promise I love my children… I really do.”
Sometimes it feels like too much.
Sometimes I lose my temper.
Sometimes the incessant tears and questions and needs and wailings push my buttons and I break.
And when I take a moment to breathe, or put myself in time out, it helps me reflect, and get my mind right.
I remember all I have to be thankful for.
I remember to REALLY look into the faces of my beautiful children.
I remember that I really am so blessed to be a mom.
I love being a mom.
I love being their mom.
And when life gets hard (because it totally does), I am going to do my best to remember to pause, breathe, and answer not with, “It’s been a day.” Or, “I promise I love my children… I really do.“ but instead with,
“I am freaking fantastic. I have so much to be thankful for. How are you?” and then look for that proof. LOOK for all the things I have to be grateful for.
Because they’re there. If I have eyes to see what is hidden in plain sight.
