Sweet Dreams

There are many many days that I sit and wonder if I’m doing a good job as a Mother or not.  It’s hard to tell really.  There’s so much crying, yelling, and fighting that goes on around here some days.  The kids make their fair share of noise too.  Some day I doubt that I should even be a parent.

Then there are little moments when I see that I’ve done well.  Tonight, the girls are playing pretend sleep.  One lays down on the floor with the blanket and pillow.  The other tucks her in.  Then there are little kisses and ‘I love yous’ and ‘sweet dreams’ shared, and I know that I’ve done a little right at least.



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  1. steph says:

    I hear you. I question my parenting every day. Nothing like hearing I love you from your child to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

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