Being a Mom is very rewarding. Perhaps the most rewarding job I'll ever have. However, not every day is a dream and every night a song. Some days I cry because I've overwhelmed when my children are not cooperating, or they conveniently forget their manners in public and humiliate me. I'm learning to accept that having a three year-old AND a two-year old, these things are bound to happen, and I should be less worried about what onlookers think of my parenting skills and instead put on my big-girl panties, re-strategize and move forward.
This is a work in progress.