maybe therapy won't be necessary...

Do you ever wonder how you can have one of those really bad mommy moments, where you're yelling at your kids (and they're yelling and crying too) and you're frustrated, and you're ready to run screaming out the door and down the street. You start to feel guilty and wonder which neighbor is calling CPS and which Lifetime movie your life resembles. But then, everyone calms down and your little one says or does something so sweet and lovely, that it's all forgotten. Your heart melts and you remember why you decided to become a mom and how much you love it, no matter how damn hard it is. But you question yourself, will he or she remember this horrible moment? Should I start looking up therapists now?

Then I stop wondering and remember, it's the good things we remember not the bad. And, at the end of the day, it's all about how we love and care for each other. It's the small things. We all make mistakes. I'm still learning how to be a Mom of two, plus juggle being a wife and work, and life. I'll always be a student, needing to learn more, but as long as I learn from my mistakes and make the good moments really GOOD, then maybe, just maybe, my children won't need a therapist after all.