That's where social media is tricky. "Oh look my boys are playing so well together... I've got them under control..." ha, not.
Monday was one of the worst mothering days that I have had. The thing that puzzles me is that there really wasn't any ONE thing that made it awful that I can think of. I snapped at the boys, yelled... cried... it wasn't pretty. I
I ended up in Hudson's room apologizing and explaining that Mommys make bad choices too and I have to ask for forgiveness just like he does. And then we went to the back yard to play where I took this picture.
As I sat and watched the boys play, I prayed that God would help them forget those moments where I was short and snapped, but that they would remember the sweet time of us playing in the yard. I prayed for GRACE. The days are so long, but the years are short (or so I am told). I love being a mom, but it's so hard... so if you have days like this, you're not alone. There's usually a story behind the picture. :)