Sometimes I forget why I started blogging.
Sometimes I can’t believe how blessed I am.
Sometimes I wish I could say what I really think.
Sometimes I want to cut my hair really short.
Sometimes I wish I had a daughter.
Sometimes I forget to hug my husband.
Sometimes I wake up full of energy.
Sometimes I’m brave when I shouldn’t be.
Sometimes I cower for no reason.
Sometimes I’m afraid my kids will grow up.
Sometimes I dream about growing old with my husband.
Sometimes I surprise myself.
Sometimes I can’t believe I get to be the mother to two such amazing kids.
Sometimes I sweat the small stuff.
Sometimes I don’t trust my body.
Sometimes I forget I’m in charge of me.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m meant to do or be more.
Sometimes I’m a little bit proud of myself.
Sometimes my kids are too quiet.
Sometimes it’s time to end a post that could go on forever.
MOMMYFRIEND 
Sometimes, I wish I had a daughter too… and feel guilty about it. Thanks for sharing! 🙂