I don't want to be depressing and all Debbie-Downer here, but I also don't want to only post happy moments of parenting. This blog is not a highlight reel of my experience in motherhood. I just want to be real, friends. So... Being a teacher is hard. Being a mom is also really hard. I have spent the past two years trying to figure out how to be both. That process is also extremely hard. I have been somewhat of a stay-at-home mom during the summers, and I love it, but I am constantly looking forward to a break. That makes me feel guilty for not appreciating the time with my perfect angelic monkeys. I have spent two school years as a working mom, and I have felt guilty for leaving my needy, whining cherubs at home each day. I know that I love my children, and I love being their mommy. I also love teaching. I believe I am called to both big jobs, but actually doing both of them is so hard. This week, I have finally felt some relief from all that guilt. The
grace upon grace.