I have my moments of doubt during this motherhood gig. I have my good days and my days that I wish were better. Then there are they rockstar days when I know I can fix anything.
Clover walked out and approached me..."Mom, I'm constipated! Can I have some music in the bathroom?"
I took my phone in and put on some Mary Poppins.
Three minutes later, she walked my phone back out and told me she was done.
All she needed was some music so she could relax.