Monday at 5:30 pm , I was in my bedroom for a self-imposed time out. My husband came home early from work. No sooner than he walked in the door, I exclaimed, “I am done”, and marched down the hallway. I was exhausted from a day spent with two little girls who were acting equally naughty. As if perfectly choreographed, my daughters took turns at not listening, being disrespectful, and throwing tantrums.
This week, as part of my 40 Days of Life commitment, I have consciously tried to use my emotional pause button, or “talk like a princess” as my five-year old calls it. I can honestly say I had tried my best not to yell, or speak in a harsh tone, however by the evening I was in desperate need of a time out for Mommy.
Sometimes, I wonder if I know what I am doing when it comes to my new full-time job of motherhood. I feel like such an amateur, like I am playing a part in a play I have not completely rehearsed yet. The perfect balance of showing my children love and teaching them respect and discipline, seems impossible to achieve. Sometimes, I wonder if I was meant to play this part, or am I just a big fraud.
Then a little knock on the door, “Mommy, can I come in?”, my five-year old asks in a hesitant voice. I melt. I walk into the dining room, I noticed the table was set, and dinner ready. Grilled hamburgers and a relish tray, but I was not complaining. I look at my husband, and my two young daughters, who both say, “Sorry, Mommy” and “I love you, Mommy”. And just like that, all is right with the world.
This post is part of the Moms’ 30-Minute Blog Challenge hosted by Jamie at Steady Mom.