“Yeah, mom. You have to admit that’s dumb.”
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I went up to my bedroom and laid on the floor to feel terrible about myself, to feel desperate, to wonder how I will ever survive motherhood, and, the worst part, to seriously question God's wisdom in giving ME these children to raise...
Unauthorized use of urine as “chemical,” “paint,” or “fragrance” will be dealt with swiftly and according to the standard set of consequences.
Did I just write a sad confession of the roots of my emotional eating? I don’t know.
Being a person is hard. We have so many parts to our selves, but all I really want is to be one.
I will try not to be jealous and trust that you still like me too.
I wear a different hat in each one.
“What are you so afraid of?” he asked with his very insensitive calm and clarity of mind. “I don't know!” I spat back with the righteous indignation of a woman gripped by anxiety. “That's why I'm afraid!!!”
Ever have days when being a SAHM kind of sucks, but you're not sure how to talk about it? Yeah. Me too.
I'm happy to be what I am, but sometimes I feel like I'm just not planted in the right spot and don't have the time to do the extra care and maintenance I need to really thrive.
Motherhood can be broken into its tasks- childcare, cooking, cleaning, chauffeuring, bookkeeping, communications management, etc. But, is that really what it’s about?
Two things changed forever for me the moment I walked into the Arby’s: the smell of curly fries and the potential for forest green polo shirts to be attractive attire.