Some days...

are just hard. Today is one of them.

I don't usually write about the days that are hard for me, but for some reason as I sit in my quiet house after a morning that can best be described as hard, I am writing.

I love being a mother, and I LOVE staying home with my children every day.... teaching them things, watching them grow, reporting their accomplishments and funny stories to Dad at the end of the day, I love it all. But I am not SuperMom - oh, how I wish I were!

Today has been a challenge, made worse by the fact that this pregnancy has taken a toll on me that I was not expecting. I know that every minute of intense pain is worth it to complete our family, but sometimes I just get lost in the moment and I stop looking ahead. And the difficulty of this pregnancy is not only affecting me, but it is affecting my girls. I hate that I feel like I can't be or do everything that they need.

Then I thank God for naptime.... when I can sit in the silence and collect myself.

And refresh my attitude.

And focus on the bigger picture.

And remind myself to cherish each minute with my children.... even the hard times, the frustrating times, the painful times.

I'm not SuperMom (I have to remind myself of this daily).... I have hard days and struggles and I get discouraged. But I get to choose my attitude and this afternoon I choose to be happy and have fun.