Yes, the title is controversial.
We’re all moms here, why can’t we be honest? Sometimes I hate being a mom. Why is that such an awful thing to say? We all think it from time to time and those who deny it are lying!
It’s 2:00pm and the children have refused to take a nap. I missed my mandatory conference call because I was arguing with a three year old over whether she “needed” three lunches or not, all while stealing brother’s baby snacks. To answer your question, YES my son was screaming at the top of his lungs. Probably because he was mad at the air for being in his way. The weather wasn't great so we were stuck inside all day and I was seconds away from pulling out the last of my hair. Not going to lie, I wanted to lock myself in the closet and cry. The children can take care of themselves, right?
It’s 2:00pm and the children have refused to take a nap. I missed my mandatory conference call because I was arguing with a three year old over whether she “needed” three lunches or not, all while stealing brother’s baby snacks. To answer your question, YES my son was screaming at the top of his lungs. Probably because he was mad at the air for being in his way. The weather wasn't great so we were stuck inside all day and I was seconds away from pulling out the last of my hair. Not going to lie, I wanted to lock myself in the closet and cry. The children can take care of themselves, right?
In these moments, I have a special chant-
“I love my kids. I love my life. I love smelling this bad. I love my kids. I love my saggy boobs & rear. I love my life..?” Oh wait, that’s not how it goes…
“I love my kids. I love my life. I love smelling this bad. I love my kids. I love my saggy boobs & rear. I love my life..?” Oh wait, that’s not how it goes…
Reasons I hate being a mom-
• Sleep deprivation. It makes me hate myself for being so sleep deprived when I was in college. Why did I stay up so late and party? I should have used that time to bank up all the sleep I would miss as a parent!
• Exorcist babies. When they cry so hard that their head is about to start spinning around in circles… I’m not going to lie, it totally freaks me out.
• Poop. Who really enjoys poop? As a mom we lose all sense of excitement about normal things. What are we excited about now? The things we find in our children’s poop! Not to name names, but two of these other lovely mamas have sent me pictures of the things they have found in baby poop. Yes, we followed it up with half hour conversations. Sad? Yes.
• Poop on fingers. If you've had a child, this requires no explanation.
• Sleep deprivation. It makes me hate myself for being so sleep deprived when I was in college. Why did I stay up so late and party? I should have used that time to bank up all the sleep I would miss as a parent!
• Exorcist babies. When they cry so hard that their head is about to start spinning around in circles… I’m not going to lie, it totally freaks me out.
• Poop. Who really enjoys poop? As a mom we lose all sense of excitement about normal things. What are we excited about now? The things we find in our children’s poop! Not to name names, but two of these other lovely mamas have sent me pictures of the things they have found in baby poop. Yes, we followed it up with half hour conversations. Sad? Yes.
• Poop on fingers. If you've had a child, this requires no explanation.
I’m sure I can continue this list, but you get the gist. Look at that, I’m a poet and didn't even know it!
But then something amazing happens…
I emerge from the closet with tears running down my face and my three day unwashed hair sticking straight up due to extensive pulling… and I’m welcomed back to reality by my daughter’s hugging arms and the words, “Don’t cry mom, I love your hair like that”. My son stumbles over to me like an 80 year old drunk and tries to lean in for a kiss, also like an 80 year old drunk.
I emerge from the closet with tears running down my face and my three day unwashed hair sticking straight up due to extensive pulling… and I’m welcomed back to reality by my daughter’s hugging arms and the words, “Don’t cry mom, I love your hair like that”. My son stumbles over to me like an 80 year old drunk and tries to lean in for a kiss, also like an 80 year old drunk.
Reasons I love being a mom-
• My children. If you’re a mom, this requires no explanation.
Tarah
Single mama of two pooping machines
• My children. If you’re a mom, this requires no explanation.
Tarah
Single mama of two pooping machines
I can so relate to this! I have to say, age 4 has been so much better for us! Age 3 was the year from hell.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment!
DeleteWish me luck with my new four year old, hopefully she lives through the year. ;)
-Tarah