A woman with long, weary hair gingerly carefully put a two-year-old little girl onto a mattress spread across the floor.. Her face bore the unmistakable stamp of exhaustion, a testament to the ceaseless trials of motherhood. She had four children in her care, the eldest at six years old, and a pair of spirited triplets at two.
Though she cherished every moment, the challenges of raising her kids were nothing short of exhausting. Her eldest, fortunately, was developing an understanding nature, and she seldom added to her daily fatigue with outbursts. However, her triplet toddlers turned every day into a battle.
"They really look like angels when they sleep like this." She marveled at the serenity that washed over their faces as they slept, momentarily forgetting the chaos they created when awake. It was a taxing endeavor, repeated threefold, but it also brought triple the joy.
