When You Want to Give Up

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Just one of those days…


“I am so f*cking sick of the cooking and cleaning and ungrateful children,” I texted my husband at 4:55 P.M.

A nice lil’ thought to leave him with as he made his 45-minute drive home from work.

Maybe it was a little overdramatic. Or maybe it wasn’t, since I say this type of thing pretty frequently.

And what had happened to cause this text? Nothing out of the ordinary– just the same stuff that happens every day.

The children misbehave.

They hang on my legs.

I don’t know what to make for dinner.

They won’t eat my dinner even if I do make one.

They make messes everywhere they go.

I have vacuumed 56,000 times already today. 

Why can’t someone invent some type of self-cleaning floor for underneath a kitchen table?!? Is that so much to ask for??

I want to sit down. WHY AM I ALWAYS STANDING UP?!?

As is my default, I yelled my way through bath time and getting pajamas on. I told my husband to cook his own dinner and then I escaped to my bedroom.

I laid on my bed for close to two hours, watching TV and playing on my phone. I pretended that I had no responsibility to get anyone to bed or read them stories.

I ghosted on my nightly mom duties.

But it didn’t feel as glorious as I had hoped.

I pretended to be asleep every time my husband came in the room because I was embarrassed by my behavior.

Unfortunately, I eventually realized that hiding in my room for the night wasn’t going to solve my problems, because even though I like to fantasize about running off to an island and having no children, that’s not going to happen.

I’m going to wake up in the morning and those three little monsters who drive me insane 75% of the time will still be there.

So I regrouped and made some battle plans.

The kids want to misbehave? I’m going to better about enforcing the rules.

They want to make messes? Then they will have to clean them up without me.

And they can start pulling some weight around here. WHY HAVEN’T I BEEN GIVING THEM CHORES UNTIL NOW?!?

With some tools to fight my feelings of helplessness, my mood improved enough for me to make the trip downstairs to eat some mini powdered donuts.

I know there will be more days where I want to give up, but I also know I’m not the only mom who goes through this.

Even just knowing that can make all the difference for me.

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  • Marla
    October 21, 2016 at 7:50 PM

    Oh girl you absolutely are NOT alone! It’s so hard…impossible at times! You literally described many of my days…but left out the glass of wine I take with me to my room!!! Thank you for sharing and for your honesty! Hang in there warrior mama!!!

  • Nancy Nahaczewski
    October 26, 2016 at 10:19 PM

    Not having children who am I to speak! But it sounds like you needed it!! You Mom’s are Super Heroes so cut yourselves some slack.. you’re allowed…the kids will survive!!!!

  • Emily @ TheMommyhoodMoments
    December 10, 2016 at 11:13 PM

    I totally agree, if they can make the mess, they can clean it up. If my 2-year-old spills something, I say “You know where the towel is” she goes and gets it to clean up her spill. Sometimes without being asked – that always shocks me. Give them chores to match their age and let them help. We can’t always be super moms! But it’s also okay to sulk and enjoy a powdered donut sometimes too. 😉 <3
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