Getting to this point almost broke me. Today was hard. Work was stressful. Both kids were irritated and teething.
Tonight there would be no perfectly meal prepped dinner. Time constraints and crying babies meant we all ate chicken nuggets and steamed veggies from a bag. Post dinner play time consisted of the twins fighting over toys and pulling each other’s hair and yet more tears.
On days like today, before I break, I think back to two years ago when I would have traded anything and everything to become a mom. At that point, after the doctors appointments and near constant bad news, I would have given anything to have a day like today. So even though I nearly cried into my lukewarm chicken nuggets tonight, I am thankful.
So moms out there just trying to make it to bed time, I see you. You’re doing an amazing job. And to the future moms waiting for days like this, I especially see you. Be strong. Your days will come. Because for every tear, there’s a smile. For every tantrum, there’s a hug. And for every crappy night, there’s a new day.