Being a mom is hard some days. There are up-every-hour nights, early
morning wake up calls, crying fits several times a day, appointments full of tears,
time outs, a sink full of dirty dishes, piles of laundry, piles of toys, and a lot more that can make you want to lock yourself in your room and
indulge in the closest piece of chocolate you can find.
Almost daily I think to myself "I have to do better tomorrow. Things will go better tomorrow." Thankfully, I get that chance. But still, I find myself making the
same mistakes, losing patience because of the same things, and
forgetting to enjoy the moments as they happen. Sometimes I am simply going through the motions and trying to get through the day.
I constantly remind
myself that these moments won't last. That tomorrow they will be a
little closer to not wanting to hold my hand or sit on my lap. Sometimes I'm able to really enjoy them. Sometimes I can sit and take it all in, even when it's 3:00 am and I'm pulled out of bed by a screaming baby or scared little girl.
The room is dark, but it's just me and her. And I'm in love with what I have. I stare at her and admire the length of her eyelashes, the smell of her
hair, the perfection of her skin - and I say a silent prayer for that moment to last forever. The night is quiet and it is just me, my girls,
and that overwhelming feeling of love and gratitude.