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Out of all the titles I hold, being a parent is the one I'am most proud of. Being a mother to Bentley has matured me, given me a new outlook on life, and it gives me the opportunity to grow in ways I never thought were possible. Being a mom has challenged me as well. Motherhood in general has  uncovered so many things about myself I never knew were there. It's like I get to see myself in a new light. Everyday presents new victories, challenges and learning opportunities to be a better mother and I'm taking it one day at a time.

One of the biggest things I've learned about myself is that my patience is very thin. We all have certain things that grind our gears and annoy the crap out of us at times and those annoyances reveal themselves in motherhood as well. Becoming a mother doesn't mean you automatically turn into this loving robot with the patience of Job (read your bible). Well, it isn't that way for me anyway. If anything it causes me to tap into my inner self for the smallest glimpse of patience I can find and run with it. I'm definitely not afraid to say I'm a work in progress.

When the hard days come and my patience is non existent, I often want to curl up in a ball and cry my eyes out. I find myself closing my eyes as tight as I can, wishing and praying I had a counterpart I could rely on for just a split second to get me through that moment. The joy I'd have if I simply had someone I could bump fist with and yell, TAG YOU'RE IT!


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