'Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes it's that little voice at the end of the day that says, I'll try again tomorrow.' Sitting here on the floor in the kids room, waiting for the eldest to fall asleep. Can't help but think about the million ways in which I failed them today. I was too impatient, expected to much. The amazing thing about being a mom is knowing that they will still love you tomorrow no matter how bad today was. They will wake up (maybe every hour during the night, or in the morning) and still need you. They will smile when they open their eyes and mommy is right there. So many days I loose it and take my frustrations out in them. I wonder what I am doing here and how I ever thought I could handle this. But then you get a hug and a kiss, your three year old tells you, you are the best, and you remember what you are doing here. Tomorrow we will try again