Every Day is a New Day

Every day is a new day. When I was teaching Grade 4, I used to tell students this when they had a hard day. At the end of the day, I would remind them, "Tomorrow will be better. Every day is a new day." And, inevitably, it was. Sometimes, I wish I had someone to pull me aside and remind me of this. This parenting journey can just be SO HARD some days. Some days, as I'm doing the bouncy "please be quiet before mama goes insane" walk down the hallway, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I am afraid. Who is that wide-eyed, crazy haired woman? When did those dark circles get so dark? When did that body get so saggy? And this is the time that I start to wonder about my life choices. Why did I ever think I could do this "mom thing" anyway? This is the time when I need someone to remind me that every day is a new day. That tomorrow, I will wake up and my kids will smile, or reach for my face, or give me a big hug and the craziness of the day before will blend away into the past.

So, I'm doing it now. I'm reminding myself that "Tomorrow will be better. Every day is a new day." No matter where you are in life, whether you're a parent or not, bad days happen. And no matter what happens on that bad day, every day is a new day.

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