Mothering is the hardest job ever.
You try your best and fail every day.
You hope that somehow your efforts will count for something.
Your efforts may not count to the world.
Or to your child.
But you hope and pray that God knows your heart and that on
judgment day, the Lord
will look at you and say,
“My child, I know how hard you tried to be a good mother.”
If I can get that, it will be enough.