Life as a Working Mom

Every mom who is working has had trouble. they have seen things that would make grown men scream with fear.

Every mom has had her room used a grand central station. toys on there floor, clothes piled everywhere, some kind of sticky purple goo stuck in the carpet.

but some times i don’t feel the loving mother roll. ya know? when the sink is piled high and the laundry baskets overflowing. sometimes i even feel disconnected at meals.

but then are sometimes that feeling just jumps in and i smile. like a couple of minutes ago just fishing a pair of shorts out of the dryer for Brat i felt like a mom, and a good one. but i find it funny how that works. i don’t get it. but i’m crazy.

Had to go get a couple of things and it wasn’t bad. sometimes when we go out i and exhausted when we get home.

like yesterday. it was a bad day for all. we couldn’t go and do one thing we do once a month because i got the date wrong. yay. and me and the girls went to the river again. it wasn’t the magical place that we had went to a couple of times before. the water wasn’t crystal clear as before. it was greenish brown and murky. it kinda made my mood more sullen then before. and Rat fell in the water. we were close together, i took two sets away and bent down to look at some fish swimming and heard a “splash” and turned around and Rat was standing there soaking wet head to toe. all but a small spot on her back,  She was fine, just wet. so we had a baby wearing only a diaper on the ride home. And on the way home Brat just wasn’t listening. she wanted to go her own way and making all the wrong turns and just fighting thinking she knew what was best. we fought the whole way home. she wanted to make a turn and i yelled at her to turn around and go the way we had to. she did a grumpy hissy fit turn and turned the whole bike over. falling to the ground. which bent her back tire. and causing the chain to fall off. she’s 8 and thinks she knows everything. oh we were just butting heads none stop. after we got home Rat got in the bath and Brat to her room. then, i felt like a run down just beat up person. nothing like a loving mom at all.

today has gone better. being a mom has bad days and good days.

sorry just had to get that all out there.