Right now, I feel as though I’m in the middle of it all. These are the young trenches. But that night, my husband was the one who had to get up with the baby. He took this shot of my daughter and I after changing, nursing, and putting down the baby (who eventually crept into bed with us over the night).

Normally, I don’t post a self-portrait that I haven’t “posed” for. And I usually become angry at the person who took it. But this time is different. This photo was unique.

Because the past few weeks have been really challenging. One might easily forget how demanding a newborn is. How exhausted you become on a physical, mental, and emotional level. When two more children are added to the mix, you are already exhausted. Every single time.

I change diapers, hold babies, wipe tears, clean spills, do laundry, wash dishes, and take lots of food breaks throughout the day.

I don’t usually wash my hair. Due to lack of sleep, my eyes are puffy and have bags under them. Almost certainly, food or spit is staining my clothing. My hair is always pulled back into a mother bun. My makeup is no longer there at all.

And this image depicts everything. Parenthood is one of the hardest occupations in the world, despite not being glamorous.

I’d like to reflect on this time in my life. I needed this image to act as a reminder because it’s simple to forget that you’ll eventually miss something when you’re in the thick of things.