If I could write a letter to myself, I would start with telling myself that it is OK.
It is OK when you just don't feel like getting up early and spend an extra hour in bed.
It is OK when your kids are screaming and crying at the doctor’s office and you hand them skittles just to quiet them for a second.
It is OK when you go for takeout because after an exhausting day out and about, you just don't feel like making dinner.
In each decision you made, whether it was an extra hour in bed with the kids, giving them candy, or picking up food on the way home, they were all thought of.
They were fed. They were rested. They were bribed. It is all okay.
Next, I would thank myself.
Thank you for taking the extra time online, to look up the coolest crafts to do at home. Someday, the kids will look back and realize what quality time was spent during those hours.
Thank you for fighting, even when you just felt like laying down and never getting back up again.
Thank you for still putting in the time to take care of yourself, even if it meant fitting in a shower finally around midnight when the kids were asleep.
Thank you for striving to be nothing less than amazing for your kids.
Lastly, if I could write a letter to myself, I would remind myself to enjoy every second I have with my family. The good. The bad. All of them.
Without the bad, we sometimes fail to appreciate the good.
There have been a lot of rough times in my path, but I would not be where I am, as strong as I know I can be, without those.
I would not know just how hard I can fight for my kids, had I not been put through those battles.
When you feel yourself getting so caught up in the negative and worrying about what is clean, needs cleaning, etc.... take a minute to just enjoy the presence of one another.
Each second that passes, your children get older and before you know it they will be adults one day.
Do what you can, when you can. Live this beautiful thing called life with them!
Remember, you are a great mom and God put you on this earth with one amazing husband and three adoring young boys.