I spent today with my shoulders jammed up into my ears and my jaw clenched.
Now that the sun has set and the two little bodies are tucked warm and safe in their beds I’m realizing just how sore I am from being tied up in a knot all day.
The last few minutes of sunlight were spent locked in the car in my garage on the phone with her, thankfully she was locked in her bedroom at the exact same moment so she completely understood what I meant when I told her where I was.
Today parenting got the best of me and turned me to my worst.
Today my house was not a home, it was a place of survival and laying down the law.
We talked about how we both feel so much better when people we admire admit to struggling on occasion with this parenting gig. We both agreed there’s a middle ground between constant complaining and putting on a face of false joy for the world.
All my parts are tired, but thankful for a fresh start come morning.
On Babble: Not Better, Not Worse.