It’s one of those days again.
The children are refusing to nap again. You’ve cut about 100 grapes in fourths and folded a dozen loads of laundry. So many little clothes. All you want is to take a hot shower and….Cry.
No one tells you how hard it is being a mom, especially to two little ones.
You have absolutely no clue.
Until you’re in the trenches.
Knee deep in smelly diapers, clothes and dishes piling up around you. You have so much to do, but nothing gets done. You’re frozen. Where do you start?
But – you’re a stay-at-home mother.
You’re lucky. Blessed.
You should be thankful, they say.
Most days are beautiful, easy, fun and filled with laughter. You are grateful.
You are also overwhelmed.
There are those days.
The ones that you can almost see the storm clouds over your head.
Nothing goes right.
The children are cranky, flailing on the floor in a fit because you told them they couldn’t have dessert after lunch.
You are tired.
Mentally drained.
You run to the bathroom to take a breather.
But no. Little hands opening the door “mommy, mommy, mommy!”
You don’t get a break. Nope. You can’t even use the bathroom without a watchful audience.
Not unless you get both children to sleep at the exact same time.
I hear you moms. I am you. Being a stay-at-home mom is mentally draining, lonely, hard.
No one could have prepared you for it. It’s a battle keeping up with the kids, the house, the chores.
You are not alone. You are part of a sisterhood.
A goddess. Queen.
You may be covered in milk, sweat and tears, but your invisible crown is there. We are all wearing it together. You have given yourself to your children.
Day. After. Day.
Selfless. The definition of love.
There really is no greater sacrifice and title than mom.
Lift your head up high so you don’t tip that crown and breathe in a sigh of relief. This too shall pass. Before you know it, your little ones will be grown.
