I am pretty much in melt down mode this week. I am trying to tell myself I can only do my best and control my actions, and reactions. But it seems I can tell myself this all month long, I even do a pretty good job at first, and then the last few days I need someone to just hug me and tell me it's ok.
I don't know how single moms do this. I don't know how someone can work a demanding job, keep a clean house, and parent appropriately. But millions of women do it. Every day. They are my heroes, and I am so thankful I have great help from my husband. I am not a super mom. I try so hard to be there for every event for the kids, keep them involved in activities, ensure they have all their needs met, and I have to realize that my kids are not going to understand the sacrifices and always show appreciation like I want them to. If they don't get it today, one day they will. They might be 30 years old, and not get it until they have kids of their own, but one day they will hopefully thank me.

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