This is a story of motherhood. Not an easy one coming. Struggle, rejection, tears and doubt. This mother found the strength to keep fighting.
Read (and see) my attempt at catching just one good photo of my kiddos for this year’s Christmas card!
“My head hangs lower and I begin to cry. I need to try harder, to be more disciplined, more structured. I somehow need to find more energy. This coffee isn’t cutting it anymore. I am tired. I am spent. I am a failure and the day is only half through. The tears begin to flow faster.
Then, I stop to look around. . .”