Being a Mom is Not for the Weak


It has been one of those weeks.

You know the weeks. . .the Alexander kind of weeks.

I had just come off of a first half week of school, feeling victorious. I was pretty much feeling like *that* mom. You know the mom, the one who has it all together. The one who drops her kids off at school on time, with make up on and hair done  and fresh coffee in the travel mug.

By the end of this past week I have descended into the realm of *crabby mom*.

I’ve been flying solo a bit this week with the hubs out of town, which is generally not a problem–my kids are NOT babies and I still have a second driver in the house (even if he sleeps until noon). I really work hard to not complain too much when I am flying solo–for a few reasons. First, I travel for work, and I often force the hubs to fly solo on the weekends–which as a pastor are especially busy and crazy. Also, the hubs rarely wants to get away for something fun, so when he does, I send him off with my blessing. He is a super great guy, and the least I owe him is a getaway now and again. Also, I don’t complain because I know that many parents fly solo all the time.

It is just that when I am solo parenting I feel like I have to adult all day long. And, honeslty, I am a 12 year-old trapped in an adult body. Adulting is hard. ya’ll.

So, here is is glimpse of my week:

  • Slept late on a school day. I got the kids to school on time, but I forgot to feed the twins breakfast.
  • I ran out of coffee.
  • It is Saturday and I am still washing dirty clothes from over a week ago.
  • I’m pretty sure my fridge died. Right after the hubs and I had the “no large purchases for a while” discussion.
  • I had a work project that I needed to finish on Friday, but I forgot about it until I was on the way home Friday night.
  • My house looks like “there appears to have been a struggle”.
  • I’m crabby.

But, through it all, some truths remain.

  • My family still loves me–messy house, dirty laundry, forgetten breakfast and all.
  • A broken fridge is an inconvenience and an expense, but we do have the means to buy a new one–even if we would rather spend that money elsewhere.
  • I have an awesome teen who spent 3 hours at church this afternoon baking cinnamon rolls for fellowship time at church tomorrow.
  • Jesus died for my sins.
  • Tomorrow I will be fed with God’s Word and Christ’s body and blood, and I will leave refreshed and renewed.
  • I can sleep in on Monday!
  • I restocked the coffee.

So there you go. Just a little glimpse of real life.

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Written by Dakotapam
I'm a Lutheran pastor's wife and mom to six kids, including young adult sons down to 8-year old twin daughters. My life is sometimes normal, and sometimes crazy; but through it all, I know that I am blessed! Some people say that I have my hands full, I prefer to call it living life with both hands full, and I love it!