Motherhood is hard

This morning I found myself sobbing to my husband while yelling about how I’ve had enough of being a mom, how I just can’t do it anymore, about how much I hate it, how much it sucks, how this past year has been the “worst“ year of my life, and how did I EVER think having another one was a good idea when I’m struggling so much with just one. I’d seen this breakdown coming for a while now I’ve been struggling keeping up with Oliver and worrying about being a mom to two a lot the past month. I knew some of the things is said where harsh and made me sound like a horrible mom, probably a little crazy, and honestly I was a little worried about what my husband was gonna say about me waking him up to all of that. Thankfully he reminded me that although Oliver’s always been a difficult baby there is so much love in him and so many moments where we’re just in awe of how amazing this little human we’re raising is, and that all he has seen is me trying and being the best mom I can be for Oliver even when I feel like I can’t anymore. I’m so grateful to have such an amazing husband that snaps me out of it.

Motherhood is hard, so so hard. While this past year has been the “worst” it’s also been the best and most incredible year ever. I’ve gotten to watch my little baby boy grow into a little toddler with his own personality. He’s learned so many things, and is always impressing me with how much he knows and understands. I’m exciting to see him to grow into the role of big brother soon. Along with that I know there are so many bad and difficult days ahead, but as my husband reminded me this morning, the days are long, but the years are short. And to any other mom that reads this and can relate in anyway, just know that you’re doing an amazing job and there is no one better than you to raise your baby❤️