I love being a mom. I love being HER mom. But some days like today, it gets so unbelievably challenging - emotionally and physically. I feel defeated. She's been out of school since last week. This means we've been together 24/7 for the last 2 weeks which I love, except she's especially clingy, needy, emotional and grumpy. She wants to be loved and cuddled, but she also wants to push me away. It is so hard to practise conscious parenting at moments like these when I feel like I can barely stay afloat. When a child is unwell, the one that usually suffers the most is the mama. Even when she's sleeping, I am not. Waking at every slightest sound of her coughs and grunts, worrying if she was too hot or too cold, staring at the baby monitor like a hawk until her next toss or turn. Motherhood is an endless journey of growth. Learning to grow patience and tolerance (amongst many other things) - virtues I nv had much of. I love her so much. But I really do look forward to the end of the day when she goes to bed. That's when I feel like I can finally breathe. Argh, yet, on the other hand, I am also very aware that Layla is already such an easy child most of the time. So I feel guilty for even thinking and feeling this way bcos I know so many mothers out there are having it tougher. Just want to say, Mamas, we'll always have each other. I know your pain and I know your struggles. I see you, you're not alone. ♥️ #ssmotherhoodjourney #motherhood #motheranddaughter #babywoolala #2years2months #strugglesofamom