I wonder if all parents ever feel this way? One of those days where you feel like such a bad parent. Sigh

How do you master ultimate patience and temper control?



I feel so good and worn out at the same after having thrown and donated out many things. Came to the realization that keeping too many things that you probably won’t ever use is just making a mess out of your house and your life. Nobody wants to return home to a place hoarded by loads of useless things just sitting everywhere, unkempt and deteriorating. I want to make this a better home and create more space for everyone. I hope I get y’all understanding of my intention.