UPDATE:after writing this post...syrup was spilled on my freshly mopped floor and no freaking out happened. We just wiped it up and all of us took a nap! It was WONDERFUL to say the least and if I had known all week what I needed was just a nap I would have tried harder to make it happen :)
This week has by far felt like the most challenging week as a mother. It's ridiculous too that I would pick this week rather than a week where my family was all sick, or something pivitol was going on. But no, instead I pick a week where it's probably no different than any other week, I'm just emotionally charged and a little extra busy. Everything has just felt SO incredibly overwhelming to me this week and left me wondering why I sometimes even try....take for instance this picture
Can you spot my source of frustration? How about the giant holes in EVERY loaf? I know, I know, what's the big deal, and I didn't freak out over it (if I had there wouldn't have been a picture), it was just the 9th thing that could have possibly gone wrong in a 10 minute period. I've been wondering all week how everyone else seems to have it so together. Why is my house always a disaster to the point where I don't even want to let anyone in? Why do my kids always look like slobs and throw giant screaming fits at home or in the store?
I'm sure all mothers have days (weeks) like this, and I'm not saying that mine is by far the worst, but I needed to blow off a little bit of steam and in my typical fashion, writing does that for me. I love my children more than anything and I have tried so hard this week to keep that thought as my main focus. I'm trying to remember that for every 10 things that are hard, 1 single cute little saying or action from them cancels all of that out.
Here's to a better rest of the week!