Don’t worry friends- my absence this week is due to juggling three children, not anxiety.
We’ve had a very busy couple of weeks.
I have my moments where I feel like I am tied to my chair nursing, serving as a pillow, and kissing booboos.
Some days I am Super Mom. I handle three kids with ease.
Some days, like today, are hard.
Some days you get to nurse the baby while the toddler throws the mother of all tantrums on your lap and the four year old whines about juice.
But you drink some coffee, put on your big girl panties, and press on.
Let’s toast to our big girl panties.
Here is to pressing on.
Here is to sore boobs and marathon nursing sessions.
Here is to kissing booboos and administering imaginary bandaids.
Here is to making it through the tantrums.
Here is to snuggles and bedtime stories.
Here is to tomorrow being a new day with a fresh beginning.
Here is to their childhood being a compilation of moments that can’t be ruined by an occasional rough day (or week).
I hope you will raise your glasses, coffee mugs, sippy cups, or back-washed beverages in celebration of the beautiful monotonous journey that is parenthood.
Laugh at yourself. Take lots of pictures. Cry when you need to.
We can do this.
Tonight I am going to breathe in new baby, drink some hot tea, and remember why all the hard moments are worth it.
Hint: It’s these sweet little souls.
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