I’m not a patient person. It’s one of the hardest things for me about motherhood. I watch weeks, months, and years passing by and think about all the things I never did in my 20s, that I may also not do in my 30s. I sometimes feel panicky about the time that’s going by, all that is still undone.


....when I make that choice, it’s a waste of time to feel bad about it. Instead, I need to celebrate and make the most of the impossibly brief window of time that I have to spend with my small children, and the enough-ness of the ordinary, messy, lovely life I lead.


from The Happiest Mom
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