I’m thinking that you’re thinking after yesterday’s post, that all is well and good with parenting and me.
In fact, it’s been VERY difficult lately. Usually I turn to God and prayer for help, but it seems the more I do the further I get from doing good with my kids. I’m too exhausted to set schedules, and continually put Amelia on the potty. I’m too frazzled from occasional 30 minutes screaming fits (like today) from Zoe that I just can’t solve, and don’t know if they are real pain or manipulation. I’m too impatient to do anything but act like a crazy screaming you-know-what when Amelia overturns the laundry that took me 30 minutes to fold, after taking 45 minutes to sew her pants (because I suck at sewing).
Most of the day I feel just FINE, like all is right in the world, things are good, I’m filled with gratitude and then BAM! One little thing goes wrong and it’s the straw that breaks the camel’s back…and I didn’t even know the camel was hurting. I don’t get it.
What I do get is that a much-needed vacation is coming up. I cannot even properly relate the stress of the relocation, working without childcare, two mortgages as NO ONE has even visited our old home all spring, a huge pile of bills, and all the crud that’s breaking in our new home. Add to that finding a new church, losing old friends, no time for anything, and something like the Atlantic Ocean has grown between me and my once so-close sister, and it’s too stressful and painful to navigate in my exhausted state.
You can comment, but I’m going PC-less…won’t be back for almost a week to moderate or respond.
Oh yea, and say a prayer for me, because we’re vacationing with Supermom, who always has such “good advice” to make me feel even more like crap about my parenting.