Parenting. Is. Hard.
Parenting is hard. I mean, right? It’s hard, so hard. All I wanted today was mass. To rest my soul in community. Levi woke up ready for war, and naturally, could sense how much I needed him to not be freaking out, which led to a much larger freak out kind of day. I’m just one. The woman in front of me alone with three boys. She’s back and forth with the littlest, holding the middle, up again after the youngest. And she’s in heels. Heels! And I’m just one. There’s the preg