Let me be honest. I am so flipping tired. No, not the normal tired, the exhausted kind of tired. Look, I have been sitting here for ten minutes trying to find the “perfect” thing to write, walking on eggshells in my mind afraid of triggering or upsetting someone who might read my post. Then, something clicked in my mind.
If I am going to be an honest writer, if I am aiming to getting readers and if I am aiming to get the point across of what I want, reminder it’s that mothers aren’t alone in their mind, I can’t be walking on eggshells. I can’t be afraid to stir the pot a bit. I can’t sit there and go, “Oh gee…someone might get super offended or upset if I say that.” Not that I don’t care, but if I care too much, then I will get nowhere in life, or at least in my blog which, let’s all admit it now, has become my life, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
As a parent, I have tried attachment, peaceful, and losing my flippin’ mind, and I am sure a whole bunch of you parents have too. You can’t tell me that your child hasn’t stood at your feet and gone, “mommy…mommy…mommy…mommy…” and you though, “Kid…keep it up, I’m changing my name.” This is the stuff Moms and Dads don’t want to talk about. It happens, and guess what? It drives us nuts.
Do we love our kids any less? No. We don’t. We love them just as much as the day they were born. That doesn’t mean we have to love every single second of being a parent, either. There’s days I look at my husband and beg him to go find something to do with Baby Chewy so I can just sit there, and do nothing at all. Absolutely nothing.
So, I guess the ending of this post is when you come on to my page, expect whatever it is you don’t expect a mom to say or think, because more than likely that’s what it is going to be from now on. Mamas, don’t lose hope, just keep hanging on. Those amazing days when your child uses their listening ears or discovers something is all worth it.