This post is going to be honest, real, an open book, and hopefully comforting to all of my mommy friends. I am a mom. I am THE mom God has chosen for my three children. Do I get it right every day?  Absolutely not. Do I try my hardest every day?  Hmmmm...I guess if I am being real, the answer is no.  Some days I just don't have it in me to make a home cooked meal or help my children with the latest and greatest craft on Pinterest.  Some days are just TV, electronics, Happy Meal days. Do I constatnly question myself and the decisions I make?  Yes, one thing is for sure, I question myself pretty much every day. Do I overanalyze everything, even the little things?  Yep, I am a chronic analytical thinker.  I actually analyze how much I over-analyze.  It is a ridiculous argument that I have with myself almost daily. BUT.... Do I remind myself that God pick me for these children?  This is my corner stone reminder.  He picked me, no one else.  Just like He picked you for your children.  We are hand chosen.  It is not a random luck of the draw.  He knows our children before we know them and he ever so carefully places them with each one of us. I would say most days as a mom are not easy.  Can you remember the last time you went to bed feeling like the day was a breeze?  Honestly, I can not remember that day. It takes a village to raise children.  You can't do it on your own.  But, I also believe it takes a village to raise a mom.  We, as moms, need support systems, cheerleaders, and trusted friends.  We need to help one another and offer encouragement.  We need other women who will not only listen to our rant but who will also tell us to pull up our boot straps and get back in the game. My children are 9, 6, and 3.  I am definitely learning that each phase has it's own joys and challenges.  I am so thankful we no longer have diapers and bottles or baby gates and outlet covers but now we have eye-rolling, activity schedules, and homework.  On the flip side, we also have great conversations, nights filled with sleep, and family movie night. I am about to turn 35 (ugh, not sure how that happened) and I am finally beginning to feel like I have gained some wisdom in this adventure called motherhood.  As much as I worry about the dreaded "teenage years", I know I have amazing women who will be more than happy to cheer me along when the time comes.  Trust me, I will need the cheering and lots of it.  I taught high school for 10 years and it scared the daylights out of me as to what is to come. :) The point to all of this is: 1.  We must remind one another that each of us was hand picked for our children by the God (The Almighty Creator).  He took the time to hand select you, He trusts and believes in you. 2.  Find your village, cheer squad, or parenting platoon.  Lean on them and be a support when they need to lean on you. 3.  Remind yourself to take a deep breath, pull up your boot straps, and get back in the game - because the timer just went off on the dryer, dinner is on the stove, homework needs to be done, and I am sure someone needs their nose or some other area of their body wiped! BUT REMEMBER...IT IS A GIFT!!! :) This post is dedicated to my village, you know who you are! :)