A great friend of mine called last night, and she was having a similar day as mine. Irritating! We both have young kids, and had a long frustrating day. She made the comment that blog surfing can accentuate those frustrations, because everything is coming up roses on blogs. You rarely see a "bad day" post, or "I'm exhausted" post. So I decided to break the mold, and hopefully voice what all of us are feeling.
Somedays I don't want to get out of bed. I don't want to change poopy diapers, endlessly pick up toys, or listen to "I'm the map!". Somedays I just want to stay in bed, and not worry about grocery shopping, doing dishes, laundry and homework. I just want to sleep. Somedays I don't want to cook. Because the more I cook, the more dishes I have to do. The more I cook and the more dishes I have to do, the more toys are pulled out while I'm distracted. Cooking = Dishes = Mess = Unhappy Mom. Somedays I don't want to read the same book over and over again. Somedays I want to read my own book, uninterrupted, from cover to cover. Somedays I yell. Somedays I expect too much from my 6 year old and 2 year old. Somedays they fight. Somedays I spank. Somedays are just down right exhausting.
Actually, most days are exhausting. Most days my feet hurt from the minute I wake up and more so the minute I go to sleep. Most days my joints feel covered in sandpaper, and liquid lead instead of Synovial fluid. Most days my back hurts, even picking up Brooklyn. Most days my hands ache, and I can't open things or turn things I usually could. Jars. Bottles. Turning on or off our shower. Most days I am reminded of the side effects of my medicine. Clumps of hair in the shower, bruises on my arms and legs, uneasy stomach. Most days I wish I could have my 19 year old body back. But there are somedays, that I feel normal again.Not quite 19, but closer.
Everyday I tell my kids I love them. Everyday I have something remind me of all the blessings I have been given. Everyday I realize I married above myself, and that all of those somedays would be ten times worse if he wasn't here with me. Everyday I have those bonding moments with each child that I try to burn into my memory, to remember when they are driving me crazy. Everyday I am grateful for my life. But somedays, are challenging.
8 comments:
Amen. I've been thinking about doing a similar post like, boy, it's a good thing blogs are selective because if my whole life was on a blog it sure wouldn't be roses and daisies all the time. Motherhood is HARD and CHALLENGING. I really like your paragraph at the bottom. It's really touching!
I was thinking of writing a blog of why I don't like running erronds with my little kids. Number one reason when you are at carls jr and your 4year old is to busy to eat because she is having fun playing most likely means she is to busy to go to the bathroom and will pee her pants in the play yard.
I couldn't agree more. Life as a mother is mostly stress, exhaustion, and messes and every now and again you get a little something to remind you it is all worth it and keeps you going, but for all those other times it is just plain hard!
I agree with you 100%!!! Thank you for your inspiring words and setting an example! You are amazing my friend!
hey love...i'm sorry life is hard for you somedays...but mine...is perfect!! ;) BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
thanks. even though you know those other people are totally lying when they say everything is perfect, it's still nice to hear the truth anyway.
I was right with you up until the last paragaph :) (just kidding).
That was beautifully written!
Sarah,
It's fun reading your blog and to realize that we all have days when we're looking at the clock, waiting for our husbands to get home and take over so we can have a break. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and for being real, cause not every day is easy. I miss you!! Thanks for your inspiration, and BTW, your kids are adorable. LOve ya! From Reno!
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