Sometimes (more often than not) motherhood is NOT pretty (example above of no makeup/greasy ponytailed hair). I don't want to bust the bubble of anyone who has all these grand, wonderful, ideals of motherhood...b/c some of it is...but there are days *sigh*....there are dark days. There are days when you question yourself at every turn. There are days when you CAN'T do it yourself. There are days when you'll fight against a teething baby, and they'll fight against you...until they collapse against the sound of your heartbeat and surrender. You haven't won, this is not a victory. It's just a quiet reminder that you are the BEST thing in that baby's world. It's just hard to see it all the time.