Being a mom, a cautionary tale…

I’ve been a mom now for 8 years. Those years have been riddled with ups and downs. This is a job that brings tremendous joy and heartache.

I love to see my children (3 girls) learn, laugh and succeed. I hate to watch them break, I’m talking curl up on your lap sobbing broken. Whether it’s over a barbie arm falling off or a peer hurting their feelings, the emotional burden is the same.

No one prepared me for these burdens and sacrifices of a mother’s duties. Perhaps no one can truly communicate this effectively. Maybe we wouldn’t have listened anyway.

As a small girl I recall begging my mom to sit down for a few minutes with me. I now hear my own girls requesting the same from me. Haunting, I know.

The workload never ends, the piles of dishes, laundry, homework, kids activities, boo boos to be kissed, playdoh to be smashed, butts to be washed, I could literally Go. On. Forever.

Everyday feels the same yet filled with different struggles and worry. I look at myself and wonder where did the time go? Why do I look like a person I never thought I’d become? Why can’t I get it together!!

I can’t get it together because I don’t want to. So what if I look like I slept in my car. This is the real deal, the downslope on a rollercoaster and I am white knuckling life.

Thank God I’m past the shit up your back diaper blowouts while shopping and you can only find one wipe.

Actually that sums up my mom life. Probably most mom’s lives actually. I’m not embarrassed of my trainwreck mom fails. I enjoy those fails. Fails so good you can’t wait to tell your mom friends about them so you can all die laughing.

I’m surviving motherhood one trainwreck at a time. I’ve learned to let it go, laugh at it, and embrace the insanity.

How do you survive motherhood? Are you a mom that laughs at the insanity too?