Some days I feel guilty for letting my daughter watch one too many shows;
Some days I don't care as I need a break.
Some days I rock at the whole housekeeping thing, laundry, dishes, floors swept;
Some days I wonder how I will make it to the other side of the room because of the mess.
Some days I put on cute clothes, pants that fight just right and know I am smoking hot;
Some days I look in the mirror and wonder when the circles and lines got so big and dark.
Some days I find whatever snack looks good and is within my reach;
Some days I eat good healthy meals even getting all of my vegetables for the day.
Some days I just don't know how I will do it and don't even want to;
Some days it just seems so easy.
Every day no matter what that someday may have brought, I know that I am a daughter of God who loves me and wants so much more for me, some days I just remember it more than others.