Hey there tired mama. I see you. But more importantly, I am you. Sometimes you cry because you are so tired you can't sleep. Sometimes you hurt in ways that you can't explain. Sometimes you cry because you feel guilty about being so blessed and yet so frustrated. Sometimes you cry because someone needs you all the time. Sometimes you cry because your friend struggles with infertility and you have so many kids. Sometimes you cry because friends have lost babies and you feel guilty about being mad at yours. Sometimes you want to get in the car and drive away. Away from the mess, the noise, the chaos. You want to drive to a quiet place and just sit and breathe... and just be quiet. But you can't say it out loud. You're not suppose to. You are suppose to be happy, you are blessed. You are suppose to smile, because you will miss these years when they are grown. You are suppose to enjoy them while they are little. But today, today you just want