But sometimes it’s really hard…

**I hope to be able to post when we get to our next stop on vacation…or maybe later today…the computer at the hotel is acting goofy!! Until then, please enjoy a post from back when I first started my blog!**

I try and be positive and optimistic and find the humor in whatever I can…

But sometimes it’s really hard.

I try to focus on all that Olivia CAN do and not on what she can’t do…

But sometimes it’s really hard.

I try and be supermom and do it all with a smile on my face…

But sometimes it’s really hard.

I get up every morning and make it through my day…

But sometimes it’s really hard.

I know it could be worse and I am very thankful but that doesn’t take away from the fact that…

sometimes it’s really hard.

I have a wonderful and close support system…

But sometimes it’s really hard.

I don’t talk about it much because I don’t want you think I’m weak…

But sometimes it’s really hard.

When you have a series of days where you can’t believe this is your destiny…to change an 8 year old’s diaper, to clean up her poop in places it shouldn’t be, to not be able to take your eyes off her for 5 seconds, to watch her make a complete mess out of everything, to be so tired of her you could lose your mind…it’s hard.

Usually your husband is the rock and you can fall apart, then there are times when you’re the rock because…

sometimes it’s really hard.

I love her so much that I can’t stand it. She is my soul…

But sometimes it’s really hard.