Motherhood shoved a big mirror in my face and has made me take a hard look at myself. Sometimes, I really do not like what I see. It exposes all of my weaknesses. I can't hide from them and it can be overwhelming trying to overcome them. The ruts can cut pretty deep. I have been having a hard time trying to put two solid thoughts together...so much screaming, whining, crying, incessant chatter. My brain is on overload.
Then I realize how uninteresting my own personal life is. I am not one who is going to measure my success based on the accomplishments of my children. Therefore, I can only look at what I have done. I am not impressed.