It only took me four kids to realize that my kids would be better off if I gave myself the same time and attention I give them.
Of course, that's never actually going to happen. There are always piles of laundry to fold and mounds of dishes to wash.
And I will always give them their dinner first before I feed myself.
It's just programmed into my brain.
But I've gotten a lot better about letting certain things go, things that won't make a huge difference to their health, well-being, and happiness, but will make my life a little easier and more enjoyable.
You'll find no shortage of parenting books that will tell you how to best raise your kids -- the Tiger Moms, French Moms, Helicopter Moms. But here are my Survivor Mom tips for how to just make it through your days with a bit more sanity in tact.