I am feeling overwhelmed with one of my classes right now. I have to write a paper and have it turned in by Sunday , plus read 3 very long chapters and prepare for my 2nd to last test. I can't give up now because my GPA is awesome, and I am so close to turning in my application for the Physical Therapy program.
I am also my own worst critic. I feel like I can't keep the house up, I don't give my kids enough attention or the right attention, I feel that most of the stress in my life is my own doing and I just want to exhale already.
You know how there is those moment's you wish you could go back and make different decisions for yourself. Well I would of finished school and got my degree before having children. Honestly I think I would of waited till 30 to have my children as well. The way I look and feel about this last one is so different than I did when I was 20 and 22. I do not regret having my kids.. I would never do that. I just wish I could of made better decisions so I could provide for them, the way I feel I should.
I sometimes have to remember that one poem to put my thoughts back in to perspective:
My home is filled with toys, has fingerprints on everything & is never quiet. My hair is usually a mess, no makeup on & I'm always tired, but there is always love & laughter here. In 20 years my children won't remember the house or my hair but they will remember the time we spent together & the love they felt.
I hope one day my kids do look back and remember me as someone that loved them and not someone whose nose was stuck in a textbook all the time.