Do you ever feel as though the best thing in your life is also the hardest? Nothing like it makes me scream, cry, laugh, love, swear, hug, slam doors, kiss, want to sleep as much as Parenting does.
Most days seem to go by too fast.
Others not fast enough.
Somedays are a breeze, other days are like a Tsunami.
Somedays all I want to do is cuddle my kids, other days I need to run out the front door.
Some days I am patient, other days I need to admit myself as a Patient.
Some days I cannot believe I have 3 children, how did that happen?
Somedays I cry when I think of their beginnings and rejoice in how far they have all come.
How far I have come, and then within a moment I am taken back to the start.