Most of my life I knew I wanted children. I've always wanted a family of my own and would wonder how many kids I would have, or what they would look like, but I could never be prepared for all the worrying that comes along with being a mom. Not that I don't think that dad's have an impact on your life, because they do - but I feel like moms are the ones who mostly shape their kids into the who they will become.
After the kids go to bed I often find myself reflecting on the day. It's usually a chaotic day with two kids that are two years apart with very little to no breaks (E doesn't nap), sibling fights, more messes than I can dream of, but also filled with the sweetest kids who look up to me as their mom - their superhero who can fix all boo-boo's and toys, give them snacks, snuggle when their cold or tired, change their clothes and diapers when they're dirty, ect. It can be exhausting, and I worry if I'm handling it all right. I worry if I was patient, or not patient enough -- did I discipline correctly or was I too harsh/lenient -- did I challenge and teach them anything-- did I do enough with them -- did I spend enough time with them or was I more concerned with cleaning, and my iPad/iPhone -- did I snuggle enough and show them how much I loved them? It's crazy the amounts of fears and worries that come into your mind once you're a mom, and these just scratch the surface! Even with all of the worries and emotional roller coaster that being a parent can be, I wouldn't change a thing!
Do any of you have the same fears? How do you handle it all?
After the kids go to bed I often find myself reflecting on the day. It's usually a chaotic day with two kids that are two years apart with very little to no breaks (E doesn't nap), sibling fights, more messes than I can dream of, but also filled with the sweetest kids who look up to me as their mom - their superhero who can fix all boo-boo's and toys, give them snacks, snuggle when their cold or tired, change their clothes and diapers when they're dirty, ect. It can be exhausting, and I worry if I'm handling it all right. I worry if I was patient, or not patient enough -- did I discipline correctly or was I too harsh/lenient -- did I challenge and teach them anything-- did I do enough with them -- did I spend enough time with them or was I more concerned with cleaning, and my iPad/iPhone -- did I snuggle enough and show them how much I loved them? It's crazy the amounts of fears and worries that come into your mind once you're a mom, and these just scratch the surface! Even with all of the worries and emotional roller coaster that being a parent can be, I wouldn't change a thing!
Do any of you have the same fears? How do you handle it all?
