My 2.5 year old son has my face and his daddy’s hair.

There are days that are good and days where I rock him to sleep and think “I sucked at being a Mom today.”

My son is head strong, independent, funny, helpful, thinks his Dad is the coolest person who has ever walked the earth, and can’t. STOP. TALKING. ABOUT. ALL. THE. TRACTORS.

I’m not the first mother to ever feel like she’s not good enough, can’t do it anymore, or needs a break. I feel these emotions a lot in motherhood. I don’t know all the answers but my main goal each day is to be sure my son knows he is loved and is safe and treats others kindly.

The moment we first saw our farm, we knew it would be a magical place for our son to grow up. I guess I didn’t realize that we’d all be growing on this farm. I underestimated how much I would grow as a person and a mother here on this little windy hilltop.