People sometimes ask me how I manage four children.

The truth is, I don’t always know.

Some days I feel organized.

Some days I feel like I’m running a small country that’s on the verge of collapse.

But when I think about my childhood, I realize I may have been preparing for chaos my entire life.

I grew up in a tiny apartment filled with people.

At one point, there were over a dozen family members living together.

Privacy didn’t exist.

Quiet didn’t exist.

Personal space definitely didn’t exist.

There was always someone talking, arguing, cooking, cleaning, or creating some kind of drama.

Back then I didn’t appreciate it.

Today I realize that growing up in that environment taught me how to function when life feels overwhelming.

Motherhood requires flexibility.

You can have a perfect plan for the day and then suddenly someone gets sick, someone spills juice everywhere, and someone else is crying because their favorite shirt is in the laundry.

That ability to adapt is something I learned long before I became a mother.

Growing up in a crowded household also taught me patience.

Well, maybe not patience.

Let’s call it tolerance.

When you’ve shared a tiny living space with that many people, you learn quickly that you cannot control everything.

Motherhood feels similar.

You can’t control everything.

You can only do your best.

Some days the house is clean.

Some days survival is the achievement.

And honestly, that’s okay.

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