She's the bright-eyed munchkin who drove me crazy today.
At times being a mother is the strangest balance in life...you love them so much and they make you smile, but bedtime/naptime can't come fast enough.
Today I looked at the clock around 6pm and told myself, "only three more hours until you can relax". Those three hours were filled with spaghetti...on her own plate and everywhere else, spaghetti on my plate, numerous requests for juice, book reading, counting, cuddling, tantrums, and laughter.
As I'm sitting here now, she is fast asleep and my living room floor is covered with flash cards, toys, and pillows from the sofa that she delighted in throwing down.
It will not be cleaned up tonight...but hey, at least the dishes are done.
Jill Scott called life "a beautiful struggle" and this is exactly how I would describe life as a mother - the most unpredictable and challenging, yet rewarding experience one can have.
And then you get up the next day and do it all over again.
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