On parenting

One of my best friends became a mother long before I did. Certain things she has said about parenting over the years have stuck out in my mind.

For instance, she once said, "I pretty much live by the philosophy of whatever makes him happy" regarding her young son. I'll never forget that, because at one time I thought how I would never be that kind of mother.

But, some days? It works really well.

Not long ago, I commented to her that sometimes parenting was much more difficult than I had ever imagined. She replied, "I don't think one single part of parenting was too difficult. Every single day was worth it."

Now, I didn't mean to imply that my son was not "worth it". He means the world to me and then some.

On this morning? After being up most of the night with him, and then not being able to do even one single thing to make him happy once we just gave up and got out of bed?

This morning being a mom was just plain HARD.