Don’t you just wish everyday was picture perfect? I try my best to make it that way but sometimes I don’t have all the control in my life.
I’ll put the kids to bed early, in hopes that they get up happy and refreshed. I lay out their clothes the night before so that we aren’t rushing around in the morning. I even think about their breakfast options for the following day. All of this, so that I can make sure our day turns out well.
Unfortunately, this doesn’t always help because some days are bound to go downhill. You know, the days when the kids don’t cooperate. They refuse to eat breakfast, they scream because you cut the banana in half, or they lose their mind because you didn’t let them push the button on the elevator. Yep! That was today. Oh, and like two days ago. Ok! It happens quite often actually!
The other day Hailey had ballet. So like any other motivated mom out there I got up early, took the kids a bath, did the perfect bun in Hailey’s hair, and even left early. Well, we got there and things didn’t go as planned. Hailey and her friend were taking turns opening and closing each door we went through. Well, we finally got to the last door and it wasn’t Hailey’s turn, so I told her she couldn’t do it. She lost it. Threw herself on the ground. Started screaming and wanted me to hold her. Mind you, I had Kenny in a stroller so I couldn’t hold her and push Kenny at the same time. Yeah, I was that mom everyone was staring at. All I could think about at that moment was: “If I get mad, I’m a bad mom and if I don’t discipline her, then they’ll think I don’t care.”
Hailey continued to cry for the next 30 minutes or so. You see, this is the thing. I usually would be ok with getting through the tantrum. But now that I’m pregnant I feel such a weight on my shoulders. I feel the constant pressure of being the perfect mom. People look at me all the time and have comments about our growing family. They expect me to have it all together and if I don’t, then why am I having more kids? It gets so bad at times that all I wanna do is cry. As a matter of fact, that’s what I did that day. I started to cry in the middle of the hallway at our local YMCA. Luckily, my best friend was there to help me get through it. But anyone else would have just walked by without accepting me for who I really am. I am a human being who has feelings, needs, and thoughts. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt and so many other titles. So yes, I am allowed to get overwhelmed.
Just like our children, I am allowed to have bad days too. Life is not meant to be easy. And raising kids definitely isn’t either.
So on days like these I take them home, Put them down for a nap, timeout, or put on a movie and order some pizza for myself. Because that’s what makes me happy. We all need breaks to recharge and get back to life.
Tomorrow will be another day. It could go better, worse, or you may not even get to see it. So just take it one step at a time and remember that we are not perfect and shouldn’t expect others to be.