Each night as your head hits your pillow you go over your day in your head. The tantrums, the bills, the messes, the laundry, the activities, the complete CHAOS that has taken over your life.
And it seems that no sooner than you close your eyes, you are woken by either your alarm or the more likely scenario…your children. So you drag yourself to your bathroom to brush your teeth, maybe wash off your face and attempt to add another layer of dry shampoo to your frazzled mane. And as you squirt the face wash into the palm of your hand, you think to yourself how minty it smells today. And then as you start to rub it into your tired face it’s only then that you realize….it’s not face wash at all.
It’s what my friend Sarah and I like to refer to as #toothpastetired and it is essentially all the crazy things you do because you are one exhausted mama.
Your car keys were in the refrigerator? #toothpastetired
Waiting on dinner to finish and you never even turned on the oven? #toothpastetired
And while trying to wash your face with toothpaste is a little batty, I have also come to the realization that while most days I feel like I am losing my mind, we as mamas are not the crazy ones.
OUR KIDS ARE THE CRAZY ONES.
Seriously though mamas. We run ourselves ragged thinking we are losing it and in reality it’s the children that are NUTS.
Think about it….
Kids lick everything. From the grocery cart to the dog.
They willingly stick tiny objects up their nose.
They prefer to eat the cat or dog food over the actual meal you prepared for them.
They speak in mysterious languages only they understand.
They have pretend friends only they can see and talk to
They will drop their pants at a moments notice to go to the bathroom wherever they please…this includes, Target, the grocery store, the park, the church parking lot…
You find yourself saying sentences like “please don’t stick your finger in the dog’s butt” and “stop licking your sister” and somehow it makes you feel like you are the crazy one?!
I mean, I could be wrong but none of those things seem like sane behaviors to me. And I certainly can’t be found dropping my pants in the toy aisle of Target because Mother Nature called.
So once again, it’s time to cut ourselves a lot of slack and give ourselves some more grace. Next time motherhood is making you crazy and you think you are losing your mind, just remember….
IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S THEM.