You know those days where from the moment your sweet heart wakes up your counting down the moments until they are napping on going to bed for the night.
The moments where all of a sudden their favorite food is the nastiest thing in the world and most of it ends up on the floor, or on you.
The moments when you just have to leave the house despite your sweet one being less angel and more devil and you move so fast to be done that you could win the Indy 500.
The moments when Dad gets home and you suddenly "remember" you need to run to Target, when really all you need is 10 minutes to get your thoughts together.
The moments when your hugs are worthless, your kisses are evil and your overall presence isn't wanted.
The moments where you wonder " what would I be doing if I wasn't a mom right now" ( not that you really ever want to find out)
The moment when you give in and let them have macaroni and chicken nuggets for the 3 time this week, because at least they're eating
The moment when you're running late, finally get everyone ready to go and then smell poop right before you walk out of the house.
The moment when you think you're ready to expand your family again, only to be brought back to reality by the scream of a life time just because something trivial happened, and quickly rethink the expansion.
The days where you finally get time away from the kiddos but decide what you really want is a glass of wine and a nap instead.
The moments when you realize that maybe nobody cares about how funny my child's dancing is but me.
Mama said there'd be days like this.
The moments when you realize that none of the above matters because you're life couldn't get any better.
But there are also plenty of days like this too.