Some days I can handle this parenting thing. Other days I'm a mess.
Some days I love having older children that I can talk to and reason with; engage in political, historical, economical, etc. conversation ... Other days I miss holding the little squigglers on my lap.
Some days I know how to respond to my daughter when she rejects me. Other days I want my curly sue to throw her arms around my neck again.
Some days I delight in the man my son is becoming. Other days I miss the smiling happy toddler he once was.
Some days I can handle being a mother. Other days I want to turn in my resignation.
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