How much of us get mom-stration and just which you could just speak your mind with no judgement let it flow like the time of the month.
Well, that’s me someday I just want to scream but it, not the scream of joy but more scream of frustration. I have two beautiful kids I love them more then life it’s self but someday I just wish I have a zap, where I could zap them to time out place 😆.
When we were young and growing up no one told us that taking care of kids was easy peasy, that your whole life is devoted to them, from every decision to even your sick time and vacation days.
When we were young and growing up no one told us that taking care of kids was easy peasy, that your whole life is devoted to them, from every decision to even your sick time and vacation days.
Growing up parents make it look easy, they hide their frustration and bury the hurt and tuck every feeling away deep inside. They portray a image that looks really easy that makes us at a young age wishing to grow up and have our own but little did we all know that it was just a show.
These little brats are not innocence, they puked on you, they pull your hair, squeeze your face and bite you and the list goes on, but through it all, we have to blow our hair out her face and smile through the frustration.
We never get a reward for all the things we endure, no pat on the back, no grammy of the year just everyone wanting more.
Someday, I want to slam my door and lay in my bed, have a sick day to myself, no one calling mommy for anything just one day to be me. I know they didn’t ask to come into this world and they didn’t come with a switch that we can turn off, nor can we toss them aside when we get busy but mommies can only dream😂😂.
Kids can brighten your day, make your dark sky blue, they are your biggest motivation, your best cheerleader, your biggest critics. But someday you just want to say shut up, stop calling my damn name, go to you damn bed, you are so damn annoying, figure the shit out by yourself, wipe your own damn ass, stop, just stop, why are u looking at me, did I say to touch it, no I am not driving you to your friend, do I look like a uber, go ask your dad, do I look like a dictionary. Stop crying do you want something to cry about, stop speaking back before I put my fist in your mouth lol.
Let not forget about the big babies the boyfriends and husband, they want you to do everything, take care of the house, deal with the kids and tend to their needs but what about our needs, we are tired, exhausted overwork and unappreciated. We never get the respect we truly deserve, we get walked on, cuss out and cheated on but through it all we have to bit our tongue, brush it all off and put on that poker ♣️ face because guess what- welcome to being a mom our job never done 🥰🥰.
Moms have feeling, we need help, we need our time just like anyone else. Stop thinking we are superwomen because even superheroes need saving too.
We are not saying we don’t love our kids or enjoy every waking moment with them, it’s just that sometimes we get overwhelmed, tired, frustrated and just need to release and reset.
I hope this put a smile on someone face because I don’t mean no harm just want to write something that lots of mom endure but never get to express their feeling without being judge.
Until next time by beauties smile for less!
