Reality

I didn't write a post yesterday. That's because I was too frustrated with BigBoy to do it with perspective. We had some vintage BigBoy periods of crying, whining, begging, and screaming. I love my child dearly but WOW. He was relentless. The only reason I'm writing this now is because I don't want to present our life to be perfect. In comparison with the true struggles of people in the world, this was nothing. I have to remind myself of that. You know what though? It sure feels like something when you're in the middle of it. Today has been no exception. Is it too early for chocolate cake?