All I ever wanted to be was a mom. When I was a kid and was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would say a 'mommy.'
My mom tells me things like "God wouldn't give you more than you can handle" and "You must be very special is why God has given you these challenges."
But I don't feel special. I feel alone.
And I am sitting in the kitchen crying to myself after Murphy just told me to get out the room he's in...and not in a nice way at all. And unless you have a child like Murphy, you could not understand that the best option was for me to leave. I know it seems like I am not disciplining him and that I shouldn't let him talk that way to me. It is just not that simple. It just is not. I have another child who does not behave like this.
I wonder if he will ever truly know what a great mom I was.