In the thick of things

Yesterday, I was driving in the car and got weepy about my life as a mother.  I was thinking about how one child is soaring high right now,  one is struggling with homework, one is trying to choose a high school and one is frustrated learning limits.    Parenting is hard, but I love it.   I love that Bart and I are their first level of comfort.  We talk things through, we hunker down to do math, we find tutoring programs and figure out new chore incentives - they know we are always on their team.    This is the good stuff.  The funny, the hard, the frustrations, the celebrations, the questions - its all good.  Motherhood is a holy privilege and I am forever honored to fill that role for four growing souls.