So here I sit, a few months older with that much more life experience under my belt. Life has this way of changing you and who you are as a person. It's been a rough time as we've been dealing with my father in law's passing and, in turn, dealing with my mother in law (which has been difficult). Also, dealing with changes with my own family and the dynamics of things. The kids are getting older and needing more attention in different ways and it's a struggle to mold them and teach them at times without losing my patience.

There always seems to be something to work through, stand up to, or tear down. It never ends. Today I took Spencer (age 4) to get allergy testing done. It looks as if he's experiencing symptoms to do with asthma more than allergies themselves. I know he'll deal with it just fine because he's a tough little boy and is able to go with things as they come along. I, however, am struggling with this because I've had to grow up with asthma and it breaks my heart that he now has to live a similar life. As his mom, I want the best for him.

It's hard being a parent sometimes...

It's hard being anything at all sometimes...