Archive for May 3rd, 2011

03 May 2011


14 Comments Personal Crap, Toddler

I spend a lot of time talking and writing about how joyous all of my moments are and how much I love, ABSOLUTELY LOVE, being a mommy.

It’s all true. Every word.

And so is this:

I’ve been back to work lately and I’m tired. I’m always tired but now I’m more tired than usual.

Garrett has been waking up at 6:00 again.

Waking up at 6:00 today sucked. It sucked really hard. I was exhausted and impatient and bitchy.

When G wanted me to change the color of his shorts on Wii Sports I told him I couldn’t do it. When he told me Daddy did it yesterday I told him he was mistaken. And I kind of shouted a little. When I finally listened and went to the menu and changed his color to red… I apologized for shouting. And he said, “That’s okay, Mommy!”

The rest of the morning went smoothly, but I was definitely shorter than usual with him, less patient, and less engaged. I hate those kinds of mornings. But they do remind me that I can’t be perfect. I’m human and he’s going to see that more and more as he grows up.

I will always do my best to be the best Mom I can be. But some mornings, that mom ain’t too great.

On the way to school we talked and laughed. When we got to class he asked how many errands I was doing today. I said four. He said, “How about three?” I told him I’d figure out which one I could cut out and that I’d see him after nap. The teachers, G and I shared a giggle. Then I went directly to Trader Joes and felt a bit accomplished.

When I pick him up in a few hours, I will take deep breaths. I will hug him and play and get him a snack. I will do my best. But every day can’t be as perfect as I want it to be. And I guess that’s a good thing, because it makes me appreciate all the perfect days even more.



On my way to my 3rd errand, after lunch with my brother, I turned the car around and came home. Had I continued on to Target, I would’ve brought home my groceries and been done putting them away just in time to pick G up from school… And I would’ve still been exhausted.

So, I came home and slept for an hour and a half instead.

When I picked G up, he ran to me and gave me a huge hug. And, because I was rested, I reciprocated by picking him up and hugging him hard. We hung out for ten minutes and then he came with me to Target. We had a blast. He helped me get the things we needed, and even reminded me where we parked.

The point is, I think we moms tend to try to do everything all the time. And that often results in us starting to do things poorly, or at least having way less fun doing them. But taking 90 minutes for myself today, instead of making sure I crammed everything in, made the rest of my day (and probably my family’s) much better.

Now, making dinner sounds a whole lot less daunting, too! Whether or not that’s good for my family is a whole other discussion. 😉