Having one of those days when you feel like the worst mom ever? You are not alone.
Neighbor: “Who’s that lady laying in your front yard?”
My children: “Oh that’s our mom.”
I feel like that’s how a conversation would have gone Monday if I allowed myself to escape the house for help. But if I would have tried my children would have done just that … brought me down in the front yard so I wouldn’t have gotten too far.
A Mommy Beat Down …
Ever have one of those days? One of those days where your kids, the mailman , strangers, grocery clerks and your husband just beat you down. Nothing seems to be going right and the rest of the world is winning the lottery and wearing gold medals for being perfect attentive parents.
I was having one of those days. The Midwest air was thick and humid feeling like a sweaty sheet that gets wrapped around your legs in the middle of the night. To make matters worse I’d been fighting a sinus infection so the added environmental pressure was making my face feel and look like it got punched.
A Mommy Beat Down …
My bedroom. 8:30 am. Mommy looking like a wet, colorblind clown. That’s when the mommy beat down began. It was like a scene from a horror movie where rats are crawling all over a corpse like they can’t get enough of it. That’s how my children were as I attempted to look like a normal human being in order to taxi their little bodies to the library where they would terrorize the librarian and embarrass me. Ever have one of those moments when you want to plead with strangers that these children are not wild animals and you ARE a good mother?
Ever have one of those days where everywhere you turned were perfect mommies. Around every corner was another kid asking for a snack or a cartoon to be turned on. Fights ensuing left and right. Messes on top of messes. The words “MOM!” echoing through your enlarged sinus head … pounding, pounding, pounding.
I was getting a full on mommy beat down.
Ever have one of those days? Where you find yourself in your bedroom just screaming because it was all you could do from crying? I was sick and felt like crap wanting to cry into a hole to blow my nose and watch crappy television. Instead my kids were calling me from downstairs to debate some endless, pointless quarrel between the three while simultaneously asking for something to eat and do. Did I mention that I had literally been up stairs for maybe 78 seconds before they discovered I was gone from their sight.
A Mommy Beat Down …
The rest of the day played out as the opening hours of the morning had. Chaotic and a mess. Too many fights. Not enough sleep. Too much cereal eaten. Too much television on. Not enough educational play. Too much of me yelling. No one listening at all. Lots of “worst mom ever” feelings. Lots of feelings of my children are out of control. Ever have one of those days? A mommy beat down day.
