After last Mother's Day, I vowed that I wouldn't have any expectations for the day. I don't know why I do it, but I always think it's going to be a fabulous day filled with breakfast in bed, gifts, flowers, a spotless house, no bugging or teasing, and lovely cards filled with all the reasons my children love me. When in fact, it turns out to be similiar to other days and I question my own worth as a mother.
Being in Charge at Two Years Old
2 weeks ago