Beginning of Fall

I've reached the point of motherhood where I never know what I'm doing, resulting in me feeling like a failure.

"Is she a spoiled brat or just teething?"

"Is she a bear or just teething?"

"Am I raising her wrong making her have a billion tantrums or is she just teething?"

"Every other baby is so sweet, and perfect. What am I doing wrong?" 

I have my moments where I realize I'm exaggerating, and she's basically an angel. But I'm praying that she turns out okay, and I don't ruin her. 

This past month has been full of fun! Lots of playing with friends, going to a corn maze and pumpkin patch, braving church with a pre-nursery toddler, and visiting The Houles and Savannah. 

And now that she's a big girl, she doesn't need anyone to touch her, and she doesn't cooperate! We've got our hands full.