Some days I feel like I should be Mother of the Year. Other days I figure I'll be lucky if the twins are still speaking to me when they turn 18.
Some days I feel nothing but love; huge, encompassing love from Michael, Charlotte, and Gavin. Other days I feel completely unappreciated.
Some days I want to be a stay-at-home mom forever. Other days I can't wait to go back to work.
Some days I think I manage the demands of being a wife and mother pretty well. Other days I ignore the dust building up on the TV screen and order pizza for dinner.
Some days (most days) I'm happy with the way my life has turned out. Other days, I wish I could go back about 15 years and do it all differently.
Do you have days like this too?