I've been thinking about motherhood and struggles which accompany with that title..
That one pretty much sums it up:
I didn't expect to come face to face with my selfishness, my laziness and my lack of patience so brutally or abruptly. I didn't expect that my self confidence would wither or that I would battle so much just getting through the day.
I didn't realise I would get so much pleasure from hearing my daughter laugh. I had no idea that I would find building towers strangely therapeutic.
I thought I could just go on being me. Me with a baby. Turned out, I had to be stripped back and rebuilt from the bottom up.
via this blog
