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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

My Challenge To You

Guess what, ladies?

I'm going to let you off the hook. I'm going to free you of that guilt that hangs around your neck like a 500 pound dumbell.

Do you know what I'm talking about?

That guilt that sets in when we get a few quiet moments at night.

That guilt that threatens to strangle us when we snap at the kids.

That guilt that fills our eyes with tears when we think back to how crabby we were all day.

That guilt that makes us think we're the worst moms in the world.

Yeah. I know that guilt. Imtimately. And I hate it.

It usually hits hardest at night. The moment I lay my head on the pillow at the fifteenth straight hour of being "on the clock," as I say.

When I think back to the shushed comment when I was trying to read something or the harsh word when one child is defiant. When I remember the rushed story at bedtime and the hurried peck on the cheek goodnight...all to then realize that I rushed the last moments of the day that I have with them.

Yeah. It brings a lump to my throat even now.

These years that I am so terrified will go by too fast? I'm holding on for dear life with both hands while simultaneously pushing my foot on their backside, shoving them out the door.

It's like I watch someone else sometimes. I can see and hear myself say and do things that are so...mean. And I know in my head that I'm being ridiculous. But I can't seem to stop myself. It's like I'm Sybil.

And...I don't want that to be who my kids remember me as being.

But...it won't be.

And here's where my challenge to you comes in.

Together...myself included...let's let ourselves off the hook. Just for today.

Let's remember that there are far more times when we hold them, read them "one more" story, and give them that extra squeeze than there are those times we rush through it to save some of our sanity.

Are you with me?

Ready. Set. GO!

You're not alone.

Let me repeat that.

You're not alone!

Sometimes I feel like an island. I feel all alone in this crazy life. With all its demands and stress and frustrations...

It's nice to know that even though I may feel alone...there are so many others going through the same thing.

Feel free to let me know you've been there/are there right now.

We moms MUST stick together.
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