I’ve had many of those days. The ones where I didn’t think I would make it. I wasn’t going to make it to lunch, or nap time, or dinner, or when my hubby would be home or to bed time. I really wondered how I would get there without one or all of us crying or yelling. You know the days I’m talking about. Where you start off with the best intentions and then by disaster #3 you realize its only 9:30 in the morning and you don’t think you will make it. I had to come up with some kind of pep talk. Don’t get me wrong I have some people in my life that give me excellent pep talks but I didn’t want to call them every day for one. I had to come up with some kind of Mommy Mantra to remind myself in those extra hard moments that I was going to make it somehow. My first mantra was “I can do this, I can do this, I can do this.” That one usual got me through the tough days. But I needed something more for the phases that seemed to be day after day of hard days that lasted for weeks. That’s where this blog got its title. “It’s not always going to be like this.” I would call my friends and ask why parenting was so hard. How long was it going to be like this? When will the kids sleep, eat more that one food group a day, stop screaming all the time? Those were the first level questions. But I was freaking out about the next level questions. When will my post-pregnancy hair stop falling out? When will I stop feeling so tired and overwhelmed? When will I go to sleep without regretting the things I didn’t accomplish that day? When will I check on them after they’ve fallen asleep and not cry because I should have been more patient and soft-spoken? That’s when I needed the reminder that there was a light at the end of the tunnel. That my current existence wasn’t permanent. I needed hope. I needed to be positive. I needed something to drowned out the voice in my head saying that I was failing. “It’s not always going to be like this.” I also needed to remember that you only get 18 summers with your kids. I needed to remember that I would miss them when they were in school full-time. I needed to remember that soon the baby will sleep through the night and there would be no more midnight snuggling. I needed to remember that when my child hits that next milestone they will rely on my just a little less. So parents. Please. Try to Remember. It’s not always going to be like this.