i feel you! i'm not a mother but i'm a nanny.. and i take care of the house. and im tired.
ps- i'm sorry i haven't emailed you. i've been in a bit of a funk. i'm really bummed we didnt have a chance to meet up when i was there.. next time, for sure. we've decided to rent a car. lol.. anyhow, can you email me with your mailing address because i have goodies for you and the kidlets. chin up, friends. xo
Andrea, my heart goes out to you on days like this. I try my best to make it easier for you, but sometimes I don't always succeed. And for that, I'm sorry.
But I want you to know that no matter how crazy it gets, you know that I love you more than you can imagine. So much love it hurts. I know that that doesn't make Ezra stop throwing things or halt a fever, but if it offers any sort of refuge during your mad days, then I'll tell it to you over and over again.
Love you, sweetie. Things will get better, I promise.
I'm sorry girlfriend, that today is motherhood sucks day. When it's at that point, I most often cry and feel better. That and a glass of red wine after the kiddies have gone to bed. I'm sorry and I hope that things look up soon!
i doubt it'll make your day better, but know that i like you even better now that i know you have your big shitty days, too. you're my model adorable mom, but i was beginning to wonder if you were altogether human. meltdown means you are, which means you've got even an even bigger in williamsburg.
oh boy, my first thought was one of my mother when she would say "get a good night's rest, tomorrow is a new day" and i didn't like it when she said it, but now as a mother, i think it was a small prayer for herself, that the morning would bring a fresh start, i hope your evening is restful and your tomorrow is better.
thank you, everyone. your comments and words of encouragement were just the shot in the arm I needed. wish I could say I was feeling 100% better today but that would be a lie. anyway.
37oline, I do so appreciate your words-- I often post the best of my life, I post what I want to see and read-- who I want to be. I often resist the urge to vent here. believe me, there are meltdowns of epic proportion happening, times when I am so steeped in my own negativity I feel I might never find my way out of it. and I often write about it but ultimately feel like I come off so ungrateful for what I have, feel like a whiner. also, I have a fear that the minute I complain about my kids or my life in any sort of way, it will all be taken away from me and all I'll be left with are my regrets and the irony of the situation. so anyway, thanks for bringing it up, because It's something that's been on my mind lately. (and thanks for liking me)
ward, I don't know what to say except that so much of the time I feel like I don't deserve you. things are the way they are. thanks for always trying to help. xxoo
carlene, as always-- words of wisdom from someone I truly respect. deep down I know what you say to be true, I didn't become a mother for the thanks. I think I am feeling extra burnt out and exhausted. like nothing I do is good enough, like I can never catch up with everything and I hate the way that feels. but thank you so much for your words, they mean so much to me and will help to get me through the day.
Ugh. Yes. We all have days like that. Fortunately for us they're all soon replaced by ones that are sweeter and more rewarding. It's just a question of getting through it.
it's like a rollercoaster of emotions, this mom thing. No one has ever caused me to feel such love, such devotion, such excitement, such anticipation, such frustration, such confusion, such worry, such embarrassment, such power, such a desire to flee the situation, such exhaustion, such hopelessness, such protectiveness, such brokenness, such hope, such fear, such courage, such strength, such responsibility. It is like a rite of passage, this journey. And only other mothers can relate to your path, although fathers are as understanding as they can be. I dont mean to offend, it's just that moms are moms and dads are dads. We are different for a reason.
Our pastor describes God as our Father with a Mother's love, because he wants us to grasp just how deeply His love and care for us is. I think him saying that made all the difference to me, because now I grasp what God's love and devotion really mean...as much as I humanly can anyway. Im rambling now, but just know you are understood.
so brave of you to express how so often i feel; i just know if i wrote it; it would go misunderstood, that's why i like reading your posts, you seem to have magically expressed so many of the same things i feel and in turn, made me feel a little more human and understood. thanks!
i feel you! i'm not a mother but i'm a nanny.. and i take care of the house. and im tired.
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yup- i'm with you there!
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ReplyDeletehand in there sweetie!! its not always easy, i can back you up on that one!!
ReplyDeleteand ***hugs***
Everyday with a 12 yr old is like that. Oh. I guess that's not a very helpful comment. ;-)
ReplyDeleteStay strong in the knowledge that you know they'll do something little that makes that thought disappear right quick.
Andrea, my heart goes out to you on days like this. I try my best to make it easier for you, but sometimes I don't always succeed. And for that, I'm sorry.
ReplyDeleteBut I want you to know that no matter how crazy it gets, you know that I love you more than you can imagine. So much love it hurts. I know that that doesn't make Ezra stop throwing things or halt a fever, but if it offers any sort of refuge during your mad days, then I'll tell it to you over and over again.
Love you, sweetie. Things will get better, I promise.
I'm sorry girlfriend, that today is motherhood sucks day. When it's at that point, I most often cry and feel better. That and a glass of red wine after the kiddies have gone to bed. I'm sorry and I hope that things look up soon!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you. Even when they're sweet and well behaved it's a harder job than anyone who hasn't done it could ever imagine.
ReplyDeletei doubt it'll make your day better, but know that i like you even better now that i know you have your big shitty days, too. you're my model adorable mom, but i was beginning to wonder if you were altogether human. meltdown means you are, which means you've got even an even bigger in williamsburg.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you too-my days have had very strong similarilties with yours lately by the sound of it..
ReplyDeletekindest thoughts
Michal
ditto. and you are right.
ReplyDeleteoh boy, my first thought was one of my mother when she would say "get a good night's rest, tomorrow is a new day" and i didn't like it when she said it, but now as a mother, i think it was a small prayer for herself, that the morning would bring a fresh start, i hope your evening is restful and your tomorrow is better.
ReplyDeleteI like you.
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ReplyDeletethank you, everyone. your comments and words of encouragement were just the shot in the arm I needed. wish I could say I was feeling 100% better today but that would be a lie. anyway.
ReplyDelete37oline, I do so appreciate your words-- I often post the best of my life, I post what I want to see and read-- who I want to be. I often resist the urge to vent here. believe me, there are meltdowns of epic proportion happening, times when I am so steeped in my own negativity I feel I might never find my way out of it. and I often write about it but ultimately feel like I come off so ungrateful for what I have, feel like a whiner. also, I have a fear that the minute I complain about my kids or my life in any sort of way, it will all be taken away from me and all I'll be left with are my regrets and the irony of the situation. so anyway, thanks for bringing it up, because It's something that's been on my mind lately. (and thanks for liking me)
ward, I don't know what to say except that so much of the time I feel like I don't deserve you. things are the way they are. thanks for always trying to help. xxoo
carlene, as always-- words of wisdom from someone I truly respect. deep down I know what you say to be true, I didn't become a mother for the thanks. I think I am feeling extra burnt out and exhausted. like nothing I do is good enough, like I can never catch up with everything and I hate the way that feels. but thank you so much for your words, they mean so much to me and will help to get me through the day.
Ugh. Yes. We all have days like that. Fortunately for us they're all soon replaced by ones that are sweeter and more rewarding. It's just a question of getting through it.
ReplyDeleteit's like a rollercoaster of emotions, this mom thing. No one has ever caused me to feel such love, such devotion, such excitement, such anticipation, such frustration, such confusion, such worry, such embarrassment, such power, such a desire to flee the situation, such exhaustion, such hopelessness, such protectiveness, such brokenness, such hope, such fear, such courage, such strength, such responsibility. It is like a rite of passage, this journey. And only other mothers can relate to your path, although fathers are as understanding as they can be. I dont mean to offend, it's just that moms are moms and dads are dads. We are different for a reason.
ReplyDeleteOur pastor describes God as our Father with a Mother's love, because he wants us to grasp just how deeply His love and care for us is. I think him saying that made all the difference to me, because now I grasp what God's love and devotion really mean...as much as I humanly can anyway. Im rambling now, but just know you are understood.
so brave of you to express how so often i feel; i just know if i wrote it; it would go misunderstood, that's why i like reading your posts, you seem to have magically expressed so many of the same things i feel and in turn, made me feel a little more human and understood. thanks!
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