Yesterday was. I told Michael that it might have been tied for the Toughest Day As A Mother with the first day I attempted Reese’s potty training. I felt so out of control. Kind of surprised that I woke up ready to take on the day again. There were a few moments yesterday where I thought I might lose it – Murphy’s Law was the order of the day. But here I am, making it. Caron sent me a package with a note in it where she wrote, “Motherhood is a wild ride. Hold on to the Savior.” How I needed that reminder. When everything was beyond my control yesterday, when I was on the verge of melting down, holding a coughing, crying baby, I called out for help and was reminded that this, too, will pass. I’m not given anything I can’t handle.
Today, I am holding on.