I saw a commercial tonight that shows an Olympic athlete practicing alone, skating in a darkened rink. I thought about the dedication it takes for these athletes to get where they are right now, the long hours, the perseverence, the focus on the end goal, and I thought "I don't have that in me. I couldn't do that."
Then I realized that it was 10:30 at night and I was still up, doing dishes, after having put the kids to bed (along with Curtis) and picking up toys, books and dress up clothes, and still contemplating folding another load of laundry before heading to bed to get up and start it all over again.
So, no one is giving out medals for parenthood, and I'm not suggesting that I would get one if they did. But...I'm thinking I should give myself a little more credit for my dedication and focus on my personal goal - a happy, health, loving family.
Not doing too bad.