And some days it's You
The day dawned sunny and beautiful, but not for me. I wish I could say that life was fluffy bunnies and cotton candy dreams in Wonder World today but the truth is I was in a mood today. Every mother knows what I am talking about,
those I love my kids
Some of you might think after six children that I am a paragon of patience. Some of you may think that I am the Grand Master of the "Mommy Wars" capable of maintaining objective observation at all times. Well, you would be wrong. I could list my why's and what-for's giving valid justification for my temporary lapse of judgement...
The house is a mess, the kids have not been helping, I am stressed about finals, I got 4 hours of sleep last night, But in all honesty I was just bitchy.
And I don't
Those of you with children.. and honest. Know those days when every single thing your child does, every breath they take is the equivalent of nails on a chalkboard in the grips of a migraine. In my case, it was more an issue of every thing they haven't done.
I was working on my
Every dish in the sink, Every piece of laundry on the floor, Every bloody bleep of the (comment censored for adult content ) video game was one more snip on the tenuous threads holding together my sanity. Now keep in mind that my children are no longer little. All three are well over the age of reason, at least in theory. At 11, 13, and 15 they should be capable of comprehending that mom is a little on edge today. Therefore, rationally it would not be a good idea to get in a screaming match over who's turn it is to do dishes which culminates in a water fight in the middle of the kitchen. But we are talking about teens and tweens here and evidently rational thought is not a high priority not even when it involves self preservation.
Needless to say Momma lost it and I don't mean a little. This was not " you all need to quit now" moments.Nooo.. I bypassed that at the speed of light and went straight to " ONE MORE SOUND AND I AM PACKING A BAG" moments. And that is not all folks, oh no that is not all. Given the right circumstances I am a ranter and rant I did for the better part of the next thirty minutes. By the time I had vented myself to the point of semi-sanity again they were all lined up with that wide-eyed doe look that only a kid can master. You know the one the " What did I do" look that makes you use every single ounce of self-control to stop yourself from shaking them and screaming "Are you Kidding me?? " at the top of your lungs. Having no options left. I did what any mother would do under these circumstances, I rolled my eyes heavenward screamed the mandatory "Arggh" " and spun on my heels to barricade myself in my room with a self-satisfying slam of my door until reason returned
So now I sit
attempting to spin this day into a humorous anecdote that
hopefully will allow me regain my sense of sanity and
give you a bit of a laugh I wish I could say it will never happen again but I know it will. And so, the next
time that one of you have one of those days think back to my
little kitty's and remember my words.
No matter how much you love your children
No matter how good a parent you are