Today’s
post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers
picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All
words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each
writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun
twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what
direction the writer will take them. Until now.
I’m
using: sister-wifery, colorful, cantankerous, muffin top, squeamish, wide
They
were submitted by: Outmanned
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I am a cantankerous jerk today.
Days on end without adequate sleep will do
that to a person.
Every time I close my eyes a wide wave of anxiety washes
over. It is deep and keeps me from the rest I so desperately need.
I can’t parent like this. My mind fogged with
anger and sleepiness.
I need relief. I need rest. I need to quiet
my mind so I can be a better person.
I try to make up for my lack of patience
with colorful frosting
on chocolate muffin tops.
I let my daughter eat more than she should, hoping she forgives my
shortcomings.
She apologizes for calling me a bad mommy.
I feel squeamish. I
should be the one apologizing. I was a bad mommy.
I pull her close. Try to work through my
anxiety with snuggles. I get momentary relief until the next tiny thing sets me
off.
The sun sets and my husband comes home. I
tell him I am an asshole. He reassures me I am not.
I joke about sister-wifery, I feel unable to be a good mom and
wife.
He smiles and tells me he loves me. That I
am great.
I check in on my daughter. Curled up in her
bed. She tells me she loves me. That I am the best.
Even through my worse days, they adore me.
How I came to be so lucky, so blessed, is, and always will be, a mystery.
Tonight, I will rest. Tonight I will sleep.
I need it and so do they. Tomorrow will be a better day.
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Aw, those are the days I call "learning days". On the days you doubt yourself, don't ever doubt the amazing work you're doing. Raising a child. You're loved by your family. Tomorrow is always another chance.xx
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Deleteoh we've all had those days, and sister-wives...it is an interesting concept. lol
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I could never even consider it. ;) That was the word that almost threw me. Thanks for reading.
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XOXO Thank you!!!
DeleteDespite any self doubts and anxieties, you clearly know the true meaning of Valentine's Day.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Karen. So much. XOXO
DeleteYour daughter is a very smart and perceptive young lady, and I think she knows that mommies can be tired, sad or angry sometimes.
ReplyDeleteAnd tomorrow WILL be a better day! ❤
She really is incredible. Thank you, Tamara!! XOXO
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