In my last post, I mentioned that I am grateful to be a stay at home mom. I am grateful to be a mom in general, but I recognize that it’s not easy. It’s not all smiles and giggles and rainbows and butterflies. It. Is. Hard.

I am not the type of mom whose home is always clean and free of clutter. I struggle to find time to work on my blog, let alone shower. If my three-year-old doesn’t need anything, my baby needs to nurse. I am always making food, buying food, or cleaning up food. It’s the same thing, every day. I am trying to make life easier on all of us, trying to own less stuff to clean, trying to have routines for everyone. I am a work in progress.

I think it is safe to say I have no idea what I am doing most of the time. Sometimes I think that I should not even be a mom. Some days I feel that I am a failure. And then, my baby laughs, and my three-year-old tells me she loves me, and I feel lucky that I get to be their mom. And though I am exhausted, I am grateful.