The Facebook Periscope. The good stuff people post. The happy smiling children dressed in funny outfits. But what the world doesn't see. The fact that we fought all morning about what they wanted to wear and that I was so frustrated and aggravated by the time they left that I needed a time out myself and ask God to forgive me for how I treated them. The adventures and the fun stuff. But what the world doesn't see. The boy had fever, puked twice all over himself, his car seat and me. The fact that we thought we were hiking Lake Fausse Pointe and it actually turned out to be more like Mount Everest. And the stroller, the damn stroller. The positive quotes and the inspirational messages. But what the world doesn't see. The mornings when I can barely pull myself out of bed. The Father's Day that I can never truly celebrate my husband because the pain of missing my own dad is too much. Life can't always be good, but it also can't always be bad. The memories of me letting the kids use their creativity and wear whatever clothes they want. The memories of that damn stroller that made us laugh until we cried. The memories that kill me, but also make me laugh and feel so blessed to actually have them. Embrace it all! The good, the bad and the ugly. Laugh at the puke. Laugh at the fact the girl needed to poo poo on the hike. I promise it makes you feel better.