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Did I Love You Enough Today?

06/19/2015 03:25 pm ET | Updated Jun 19, 2016

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The sun is going down. We've sung the last song, read the last book, and tucked you back into bed for the seventeenth time. The day is coming to a close and I breathe a sigh of relief. All day long, I look forward to the bedtime hour. Two more hours till bedtime. One more hour. Thirty minutes. 10 minutes. As soon as you're in bed, the cleaning starts. I pick up the toys, wipe down the counters, wash the dishes, and fold the laundry. Then the relaxing starts. I put on my sweats, grab my snack, turn on Netflix, and snuggle up with your daddy. Then it's my bedtime. I turn the t.v. off, climb into bed, and just before my head hits the pillow, I ask myself,

"Did I love them enough today?"

You see, the day goes so fast, but the moments drag on and on and on. I know you don't understand why the way you say my name drives me crazy sometimes. I know you get frustrated when plans change and people cancel and things don't work out. I know how hard it is for you when I forget to toast your bread before putting the peanut butter on it and how life threatening that shoe to the head must have felt. I try to give grace because you probably didn't mean to sit on your baby sister's head ... twice ... in two minutes. But the truth is, I fail. So much. I snap. I cry. I angry text your daddy and threaten mutiny multiple times a day. I get sad and I can't explain why. I get angry and have a hard time hiding it. I get lonely and insecure and frustrated and sometimes I say things that I can't take back.

So when I get to the end of the day...the day that I'll never get to have with you again...I go over the details, the highs and the lows, and I wonder if you felt loved the whole day. Once you're in bed, sleeping soundly, I almost completely forget how hard the day was for me. In the moment, the chaos is so real, but when it's over, it's over and I just want to wake you up and say, "HEY! You did good today, kid."

I hope that I loved you enough today. I hope that everyday you know that you are loved and that nothing you can do or say can change that. I hope that you see through my tears of frustration and know that I am so proud of you. You are the best thing I ever did. I love you fiercely and I hope you always know that. Not just in the long run, but every single frustrating day.

Did I love you enough today, little one? I sure hope so.