Tomorrow is a new day

Every day is full of opportunity and a chance to do things differently than the day before. We get to start fresh each day. These were my thoughts as I woke up this morning and these are my thoughts as I am getting ready to end my day. I was very optimistic about how my day would unfold. Today was a new day and I was ready to tackle it, I had great plans and for once they didn't include the long list of chores that are always badly in need of being completed. My plan was to really concentrate on spending quality time with Tayah. Maybe do a craft, involve her in making lunch, maybe make some cookies or go for walk. None of these things happened. Today was not a good day. Jamison cried most of the time he was awake and although Tayah's day went pretty smoothly, her evening was horrible. She wouldn't leave Jamison alone, constantly pestering the poor boy. She was sent up to her room for some quiet time and while in there she stripped and peed on her comforter. She was so wound up tonight, she bounced non stop, I ended up breaking down and through my tears put her to bed early. This afternoon and evening I felt defeated, frustrated and overwhelmed. This parenting thing is tough and lately I have been afraid that I don't have what it takes. So much is invested and so much is at stake. I love my children more than words can express, I have never loved so deeply or so unconditionally. They are my life and right now, I am their life. The responsiblity I have in caring for them and raising them to be healthy, happy adults at times takes my breath away. It is terrifying. It is an increadible honour and precious gift and I pray that I will do it right.
Tomorrow will come quickly and when it does, it will have just as much opportunity as today did. Hopefully tomorrow will turn out differently than today.