I’m A Bad Mom: Mommy Meltdown
I’m a bad mom.
I’m pretty sure I just traumatized my children and looked like a complete jack*ss in the process. To make a long story short, I told my children “I’m going to my room. Mommy needs a time out.” Laptop in hand, I stormed off while muttering “I don’t want to be a mommy today. I don’t want to listen to arguing. I don’t want to change another diaper. I just want peace and quiet. Fifteen minutes of peace and quiet. Sheesh.”
Folks, it’s been one of those days. We’ve been cooped up in the house thanks to the crazy hot and humid, thunderstorm-is-on-its-way day we’re having here in Columbus, Georgia. We’re stuck in the house and I’m going nuts. The kids have been running around like chickens without heads and asking question after question and I’ve really had all I can stand.
Here are a few of the annoying questions I’ve dealt with this afternoon, followed by what I was thinking at the time. What was actually said in response to those questions is of no bearing, contains no entertainment value and not worth repeating. Trust me.
Kid: “Mommy, can we swim in the pool?”
I’m thinking: “Yes, go swim in the pool. At someone else’s house. Preferably far away from here.”
Kid: “Mom I’m hungry.”
I’m thinking: “Me too. Go and fix me a cheeseburger. Stat!”
Kid: “Mooooooooom I’m still hungry.”
I’m thinking: “This kid has a tapeworm. Really, how much more food can she fit into that gullet?”
Kid: “Can we play the PS3?”
I’m thinking: “I don’t know. Can you?”
Kid: “Lyssa’s not listening to me.”
I’m thinking: “Neither am I.”
Kid: “Lana needs her diaper changed.”
I’m thinking: “Awesome. You know where the diapers and wipes are.”
Kid: “Andre, I don’t wanna watch this show.”
I’m thinking: “I’m going to smash the TV with a hammer.”
Kid: “Hey Mom, why don’t they just build a bridge from California to Hawaii?”
I’m thinking: “I don’t know. Leave me alone.”
Look folks, I’m having one of those days. My patience has been spent and I’m having a mommy meltdown. I’m granted one of these every now and then, right?
Someone, please tell me…
How do you deal with those frustrating, mommy meltdown-worthy moments? How do you bring things back to center when all hell’s breaking loose and all you want to do is run to your bedroom and bury your head under the covers? I’m all ears.
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Sounds like you’ve had a rough day! Don’t worry — summer will be over in 3 – 2 – 1 (months)
I commend you on blogging about it, rather than taking it out on them. Maybe you can organize a scavenger hunt to keeps the kids occupied? Winner gets a day off from chores or $5?
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