Today has been a drown your salad with ranch kind of day (and it’s only 1 p.m.)
It started when Jackson woke up at 4 a.m. and threw a fit when I tried to sneak in an episode or two of Parenthood.
I grumbled and turned on one of his favorite movies because it’s not like we don’t watch it 527 times a week (can you detect the sarcasm?)
It was a toddler tantrum in Target when I felt like poop. That’s a recipe for disaster I tell ya.
It was almost crying as I paid for diapers.
It was awful thoughts running through my head and toys scattered all over the house I had JUST picked up.
It was one of those days when I was reminded why I only want one child.
It was a worry about money and pout because I want professional family photos, but it’s just not in the budget.
I know I sound awfully whiney and ungrateful.
Usually I share a lesson learned in the midst of the messy mundane, but today I just needed to be real.
Motherhood is hard.
Being an adult is hard.
So today I drowned my salad in ranch, drank one too many Dr Peppers, and gave myself permission to pout.
I’ll look for the lesson tomorrow.
Kristin Hill Taylor says
Hang in there, friend. Motherhood is hard. But God is bigger than our mess and more patient than we deserve. I wish I lived closer so I could give you a hug and bring you another Dr Pepper. Love you!
Jennifer says
Thanks Kristin! Hugs!
Victoria Osborn (@CreativeHomeKPR) says
Your day sounds like me day yesterday too, except that I’m on a Whole 30 and can’t drink Coke or eat the chocolate bar that I really wanted to eat in the midst of my pity party đŸ™‚
Julia says
Those days happen! You are doing a great job. No one is perfect and the fact that you survived is your shining triumph!!!