My family

My family

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

There's that mom guilt again...

It's a new year. I've lost track of my blog. I've about lost track of life. Let me rewind a few months. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving and Christmas. Despite the 10 days of HFM virus with both boys this time, I had already taken a week off after Christmas. It was a good thing too because I had to keep them both away from everyone. We made it through though and they are now battling colds. Who isn't at this time of year. Jake and Will are growing so much and they make me laugh on a daily basis. They also drive me crazy, which lead me to this blog post.

I know most of you can relate to the stressful, horrible mornings that leave you feeling like the worst mom in the world. All I can think about is going straight home to hug my boys. Mom guilt. It's always there and I can't seem to get rid of it. Feeling like a failure as a mother, hoping you aren't messing your kids up. I am posting this to look back on and laugh about it sometime...and remind myself I did not completely mess my kids up ;) I have already laughed some of it off today, thankful to my good friend who shares her stories with me as well. We text each other at the same time this morning with that dreaded phrase "crap morning" ... we swapped stories on what happened as I said "pretty sure I left ruts in the yard as I peeled out of my driveway b/c I was so mad" and with hers "yea... and I kicked the cat" (don't worry, no animals or kids were harmed this morning).

So I tell myself, it's not just me who has mornings like this, there are other moms out there feeling the way I do right now. My kids do not hate me. Maybe they will forget this morning ever happened.

And then there's my kids - who probably think I am CrAzY. But I know they love me despite my failures. They are truly the center of my world. They are precious little human beings. They are wonderful, smart, funny, loving, and wild. They are learning so much and yet teaching me so much more.


If you're having one of those mornings, days, or nights, remember I am right there with ya. Say a prayer for me and I will for each of you as we try to be our very best at "mom". After all, it is the hardest job in the world! Yet most rewarding.

 
To my boys......

who eat in the bed when I really don't want you to ...
 

who will only eat cottage cheese and nothing else ...


who are wild (and Lola who licks everything) ...

who have the sweetest faces in the whole world...

who loves adventures and being "5" ...

who loves to wake momma up soooo very early...

who thinks they are big and tough.....

who has the most tender heart I've ever known ...

who has the sweetest most contagious smile ...

who thinks Lola needed to be fed, all of the food ....
 
to those boys who get bragged on day after day from school, teachers, and directors, to those boys, MY boys, I know me and dad are doing something right even though we feel like we fail at times. You boys are the light of our world, you make us happy and proud. Sorry about those rough mornings. We love you more than you will ever know.