A Bad Mommy Day

It was going to be one of those days. I felt it as soon as I woke up; the alarm went off at 5:30 so I would have time to myself before the kids awoke and all I wanted to do was find a way to crawl further into bed.

Regardless, I dragged myself out of bed and prepared to tackle the day. No matter how much I tried, I failed to stop focusing on how tired I was. The day went by in a blur and I hoped for some reprieve in the form of nap time; Moose had other plans. Just as I snuggled up on the couch with the Jete doggy and was about to nod off, Moose came out ready to play- not even 30 minutes later. In somewhat of a haze we made it through the rest of the day and said tomorrow would be better.

So what do you do when tomorrow comes and you awake with the same sense that something is off??

I knew something was eating at the back of my mind. As we finished eating breakfast, I looked at the calendar and it slapped me right across the face. I had two weeks until Moose’s 3rd Birthday party!!! I know two weeks is a long time, but I hadn’t started on any of the decorations and the week leading up to the party is filled with cake mayhem. Enter panic attack.

For the second day in a row, I went through the motions of a being a mom while thinking more about all the stuff on which I should be working. I was certain nap time would be my chance to finally begin work on my projects. Moose and Fox went through our nap time routine with no issues. But, again, 30 minutes later, Moose came bouncing out like he was doing exactly what was asked of him. I resigned to face the music that my break just wasn’t coming.

I looked at Moose as he sat on the couch and it hit me, he thinks he is calling the shots. And you know what?! I WAS LETTING HIM!!!

I got so caught up in focusing on how I wasn’t getting my way and trying to keep him happy that I had begun to allow him to run the show. I sternly told him to go to bed; he cried but got up and walked straight to bed. The rest of the night still had some hiccups, but I had regained authority.

As a parent, it’s easy to get caught up trying to do our best to see our kids happy, but they still require discipline. Proverbs 29:17 says, “Discipline your son, and he will give you rest; he will give delight to your heart.” Kids look to us for guidance in everything; if we don’t correct them when they’re wrong, everyone will experience more stress when it’s all said and done.

Momming ain’t easy, but it’s worth it. Along the way we all have ups and downs. Don’t beat yourself up for faltering along the way. Pick your head up and remind yourself, you have the control, you have the capability to the make the most out of each day. Cherish these moments with little ones and find a way to bring fun back into the day. Initiate a (gentle) pillow fight, play hide and seek, turn on music and dance- whatever it takes to put that smile back on your face. If you’re smiling it won’t take long for it to spread to the faces of the ones you love.

2 Replies to “A Bad Mommy Day”

  1. You are right, mommin’ ain’t easy, but it is worth it. I am guilty of being too lenient or too strict and I was a teacher and know management strategies that are effective. It is very different with you own kids. You do not get a few hours a day to decompress and reflect. You are in it all the time and that can make it more challenging. Sorry for the novel of a comment.

    1. Novels don’t bug me at all. It’s encouraging to read what I wrote struck a cord with you. It’s a fine line to tread; you want kids to enjoy being with you, but you also want them to recognize who is in charge.

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