I'm getting tired and have had a few less than stellar mommy moments the past couple days. I heard some suspicious noises several minutes after putting the boys to bed this evening and after opening the door to find they had torn down the drapes, breaking yet another curtain rod, I totally lost it. There was yelling and door slamming and chucking blankets across the room. Hyrum was crying hysterically while Abraham continued laughing and jumping on the mattress like it was the party of the century. I feel so done. Or at least done in. So many people have been so kind, and I really appreciate their generosity, but there is just no substitute for a steady, loving, regularly present, priesthood holder in the home. Someone who can take over in moments like that, when Mom is worn too thin to be reasonable and kind.
Things will be better in the morning. They always are. I bought myself a box of my favorite cereal as an early Mother's Day present, so I will go eat a bowl of that, read a talk from General Conference, and go to bed. I'm sure at some point in the night someone will have a pee related issue to deal with, but until then I will rest assured that the sun will rise on a new day and a new opportunity to try again.
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