You know what I mean, right?
We are yelling at our kids because they won't take a nap. We're frustrated because they are misbehaving in the grocery store. We're snapping at our husbands because we're exhausted and our day is nowhere near over. We're ticked off because our kid has an hours worth of homework, gymnastics, a girl scout meeting and a piano recital all in the same night. The list goes on. In fact, it could probably fill a novel's worth.
But why are we so mad?
Because surely we knew that our kid's would resist nap time, they would scream in the grocery store, we would lose plenty of sleep, and that our schedule would be full...
or did we?
I think for a lot of mom's, when considering motherhood, we imagined sweet, sleeping babes, hugs and kisses, silly songs, picnics at the park, and family vacations.
Things like cleaning up puke in the middle of the night, colicky infants, toddler tantrums, and kids that like to bite weren't the images that filled our minds.
And now we feel robbed.
Robbed because somewhere in the middle of changing poopy diapers and cleaning permanent marker off our walls, we realized that there was no going back to life as we knew it.
Our time was now their time. And while you love them more than you ever thought possible, you are also mourning the loss of the independent, fun and carefree woman you used to be and also the great little life you imagined.
And then you feel guilty. Because you would never in a million years change things. But you can't seem to shake this anger, and you don't know why.
Is this you? Are you feeling this way?
If so, you need to know that YOU ARE NOT ALONE!
Lot's of moms are feeling this same way, and they are afraid to talk about it. They are afraid to admit it to anyone, even their husbands and closest friends.
But I am going to talk about it. I am going to share my own story with you, and hopefully, we can all help each other!
Please join me tomorrow as I continue this series.
Love and Hugs! :)