Everyone keeps saying that with everyday it will get better. I don’t believe that. As each day passes by, this gets harder to deal with. As the reality sets in that my life will be different than I ever expected, I try to suck it up and be a trooper. Even though I really don’t want to be a trooper. I want to ball up and forget the past month ever happened. I know that I can’t do that. I have two children that need me and if nothing more I have to be strong for them. Being a mother is the most difficult job a women can ever have but it is also the most rewarding. For my boys, I will continue to peel myself off of the ground and press forward.