Have you ever attempted to make your kids a fancy birthday cake, only to have it end up an unrecognisable blob?
Have you ever had your feet and ankles swell up so
much that they become one with your calf?
Have you ever had your child proudly show you their playdough creation that clearly resembles the male genitalia, and even though you wanted to laugh, you hold it in, and tell them how wonderful they are?
It’s one of life’s journeys that some of us choose to partake in. It’s a crazy ride, full of ups and downs and in-betweens.
I have three children already, and one on the way. And even though this is what I wanted, I still find myself asking…
What the hell was I thinking?