Someday, I will learn to listen more and speak less.
I’ll learn to think first and act later.
I’ll learn that it doesn’t matter if my toddler’s toys aren’t put back exactly how I want them to be.
I’ll learn that I can put work aside for a while so I can enjoy longer cuddle time with toddler, because she’s only little once.
Someday, I’ll understand that I don’t have to please everyone all the time.
I’ll understand that constantly striving for perfection will eventually either kill me or drive me crazy.
Someday, I’ll understand that I can say “no” to people if I don’t feel like doing something.
It’s okay if the house isn’t always immaculate and it won’t kill me to let others help if I need it.
Someday, I’ll get this whole thing called life figured out.