Onward, Upward

Some time ago, someone said they were "praying I would enjoy being a mother." Especially since this person doesn't know me well, it cut deep: Is that how I come across? Is that what people think of me?! Added to the drama of postpartum depression and an anxiety flare-up, those words have haunted me. Let's face it though, sweet mama: this vocation we live is NOT always enjoyable. And you know what? That's okay. Just don't let the dark moments, the hard moments, the endless-tantrum moments--don't let those take over. Because they are just moments, even if they seem interminable, and they will, in fact, pass. I know in the deepest parts of me that I will not remember the horrible times as much as the good ones, if I choose to hold the good close to my heart and let the bad pass under the bridge. All shall be well. You are loved.