Those who know me know that I love my kids. I love being a mum. But it doesn’t matter how much you love something; sometimes you’re going to have crap days. It’s ok to have a crap day. Or even a crap week. Heck, sometimes you even get crap months.
Sometimes the only thing going through your mind is the reminder that this is a phase, a stage, it will pass, they will grow up and be reasonable humans one day… Sometimes you’re not enjoying every moment; you’re tapping your foot, sighing, impatient for each moment to be over, to move on to the next moment, a good one.
One day, Evelyn will finish teething. One day, Elspeth will stop testing boundaries and my patience. The day is not today. But that’s ok. Today will pass.