It was one of those days. "I hate today!" I complained to my husband. It wasn't a selfish day. I was exhausted. The baby was up in the middle of the night and the toddler was crawling in to bed with us just before 6 am. No one is taking naps anymore because we would be escorting them back to their beds until 10 pm. Currently, I am doing research on how to have effective quiet time for your non-napping children and how to work well through the "witching hour" (between 4 and 5 pm? You too? I plan to share what I have learned next week). It was one of those days where I had to give myself a time out because I could feel myself entering a dangerous state where I usually act as childish as the kids. I went to my room, sat on the floor and vented to Jesus, then begged him for patience and wisdom and to help redeem the day (I don't know why I beg, he is always so willing). It didn't miraculously make everyone behave or fall asleep like angels, but it changed my attitude. My two teething boys and one overtired preschooler eventually were sleeping soundly and I survived the day without having regrets for anything I said or did in the most trying times.
Mom, you are not alone. We all have those days.
This quote I found hits home. I hope it speaks to you and helps you in your journey. Have a great weekend.