Someone woke me up from a deep sleep. I won't say any names, (cough, Miah, cough, cough). Had to clear my throat there for a second. It's the second night in a row this has happened. I am sure tomorrow night will be similar.
I keep thinking about the kids and about how much they're growing and learning. The things they do and say on a daily basis are too sweet to forget and sometimes the things they do and say drive me nuts.
I wish I could bottle some of the precious moments up and open them up when I begin to feel nostalgic for the past. Being a parent is hard. It is so hard. Hard because you re always thinking about what is best for your children and sometimes you fail in some moments and sometimes you get it right. I am always helping them, teaching them, but most importantly, loving them. These things are important, but there are so many other things, too.
I feel like my patience is tested everyday. I am still learning as I go, just as they are learning.
All I can say right now is that it is hard.