Before I became a mom, I thought I was pretty even-keel. Not easily rattled.
Yet there is nothing like two-tiny, needy little humans to prove me just how fickle my moods can be.
Often, moods of frustration, anger, or sadness are triggered by simply letting myself think my own thoughts. These are always exaggerated. These always include sweeping statement words like always, never, when will I be able to just do (fill in the blank with words like sleep, eat, pee alone, take a shower). For instance, if I’m looking around the house at our continual mess I may think “everyone is always working AGAINST me in this house!”. If I come home from work and everyone is screaming for snacks while I’m trying to simply microwaveleftovers for dinnerI think, “Is having 30 minutes to prepare a meal too much to ask?“.
I am self-aware enough to know…
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