As a mother I frequently go to bed upset with myself. Promising that tomorrow I’ll do better. I’ll be better. Most days I stumble and sometimes I’m even ashamed of myself. I have tough days when I feel like giving up. I mean those days when nobody (including yourself) does anything but cry all day. When you find yourself crawled up under the covers sobbing because you’ve just had enough.
That does not make you a bad mom. That does not mean you have failed as a mother.
Some days I wish I was perfect but no mother is. I am human and sometimes I will fail but I can promise that I will never ever give up. Even when I’ve hit my brink and pulled my last string.
Because even at the end of the day, you look at those babies faces sleeping so peacefully, like little angels and you realize it’s worth it, you’d do it all again and it’s all going to be ok.
Being a mother is a mother. It’s hard being a momma. But that is not failure. That is fact. This is real life and you’re not alone. Just remember that.