day is perfect. i completely lose it every so often. i set the smoke alarms off cooking dinners (frequently). on tough days i don’t get the amount of work done that i had hoped. and at the end of the really, really tough days, i lay my head on my pillow feeling like i could have been better for everyone, including myself.
it’s a balancing act and chances are if you’re reading this you know it all too well (or you’re about to!!). so we have that in common and it’s nice to know that we can be in each others corner.
we are all together in this wild parenting journey. i 