The author reflects on the challenges of motherhood and feeling inadequate as a parent. She had envisioned molding a blank slate but instead finds her children come with their own personalities and quirks. There are days she questions why she took on this role and feels unqualified. She is remorseful for the times she loses her temper and says things that hurt her children. However, she is grateful for each new day that allows a fresh start with her daughters who readily accept her love and don't hold grudges.