“Yeah, mom. You have to admit that’s dumb.”
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I went up to my bedroom and laid on the floor to feel terrible about myself, to feel desperate, to wonder how I will ever survive motherhood, and, the worst part, to seriously question God's wisdom in giving ME these children to raise...
Did I just write a sad confession of the roots of my emotional eating? I don’t know.
Being a person is hard. We have so many parts to our selves, but all I really want is to be one.
I will try not to be jealous and trust that you still like me too.
I wear a different hat in each one.
“What are you so afraid of?” he asked with his very insensitive calm and clarity of mind. “I don't know!” I spat back with the righteous indignation of a woman gripped by anxiety. “That's why I'm afraid!!!”
Ever have days when being a SAHM kind of sucks, but you're not sure how to talk about it? Yeah. Me too.
I'm happy to be what I am, but sometimes I feel like I'm just not planted in the right spot and don't have the time to do the extra care and maintenance I need to really thrive.
Motherhood can be broken into its tasks- childcare, cooking, cleaning, chauffeuring, bookkeeping, communications management, etc. But, is that really what it’s about?
Two things changed forever for me the moment I walked into the Arby’s: the smell of curly fries and the potential for forest green polo shirts to be attractive attire.
Needless to say, that trip was a real disappointment.
Photo: Tulips FROM MY YARD