I thought about not participating in the prompt today. My blog is usually a happy place unless someone dies and I try not to write about the negative in my life if I don’t have to.
This is my happy place to look back on our children’s childhood that is all too quickly flying by.
BUT – a challenge is a challenge and I don’t have anything else to write about, it’s fitting to my “now”, and being more real is never a bad thing.
My husband is a better parent than I am.
That’s the way I feel, at least.
I don’t have the energy I feel I need, and it seems I never get enough sleep, even when I do.
I’m sure my husband gets tired too, but he manages to keep going.
My body just won’t let me. It just stops and I can’t force it to keep going.
I wasn’t always like this. I used to be able to go-go-go.
I don’t know if I reached my limit or if something more serious happened last year, after my surgery and infection.
I get grouchy easily, too and it sets the mood for the entire day.
There are no specific triggers and it can last anywhere from a few hours to a few weeks.
My husband during all of this? He’s doing everything he can to keep his cool and not join me in my grouch-fest.
He takes over at bedtime on the nights that I just CAN’T.
I struggle with having the perfect house. When things are dirty or messy I can’t focus and it seems like a constant circle.
I’m okay with tidy but I can NOT do chaos.
I’m sure if you asked your boys they’d have a different opinion, just saying.
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Thanks Sarah. 🙂
I feel that way myself many days. My dad actually told me that I am a better parent then most. Many parents that can do all the things we cannot with our children choose not to. Which makes us amazing parents. Tough times never last tough people do. Stay strong 🙂
Thanks Ashley, those are VERY true words.
This challenge is exhausting, right?
I was going to agree with sarah. I’m sure if you asked your husband and children, they’d disagree with you. I think as women we so often have unrealistic expectations for ourselves – then make ourselves slaves to them. Nobody else holds you to those standards, so neither should you.
I’m sure they would disagree and we are indeed our own toughest critic.
Priscilla, I actually have a post in draft called “In Which My Husband is the Better Parent.” Because he is! He thinks of things I don’t as far as taming the chaos or calming the grumpies or setting guidelines. Most days I feel like I get so lost in just getting through the day that I forget I need to be doing things to make them better people in the long run. It’s tough! When I’m losing my patience he can step in and be the voice of reason. It works vice versa too, but more often he’s the calm one. 🙂
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Oh, goodness!! I know all about just getting lost in the day. So, happy (or not!?) to hear I’m not the only one that feels this way. We are good moms though, ya know 🙂
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