Since being a grown-up, I feel like certain things make more sense to me now. The phrase "it's all relative" is one of them.
I first realized exactly what this meant after having Seth. You anticipate labor and delivery - fearing the worst - not knowing what will come. But when you are in the moment, you want that baby out of you so badly and into your arms, it doesn't matter how it gets out...as long as it's fast!
More recently this has struck a chord with me on raising twin newborns and a toddler on top of being a stay at home mom. I never thought I could handle staying at home; I always thought I would go crazy in the house all the time. Now, home is my favorite place to be, and I can stay here for days without going out.
I know that when I look back at this time in my life, I will wonder how I did it (as I have been asked many times). But, in this instance, I feel like "it's all relative."
We all go through tough times, but in the end, we all come out stronger (or at least that is what we are supposed to do).