I wish I was a better mother

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I wish I was better at being a mom.

I wish I didn't cry like a toddler when my toddler won't nap on the one day I really needed one myself.

I wish I didn't let curse words fly out when she won't sleep and when I know better and when I'm supposed to be that good Christian who never makes a mistake.

I wish I didn't get grumpy on the days she gets grumpy.

I wish I didn't get aggravated beyond belief when my 9 year old stares at me blank when I ask him why he didn't brush his teeth last night or why he isn't eating his dinner or why he's playing Minecraft when I told him to do his homework.

I wish I was the mom from the books and the movies and the TV shows who pulls her children on her lap every single time they have a break down and hugs them and tells them it's OK if they cry, mama doesn't mind not getting sleep or not getting a break or never eating a warm meal.

If I was that mom then I wouldn't feel so guilty. If I was that mom then I wouldn't have to cry instead of nap when the toddler finally does fall asleep. If I was that mom I wouldn't sit and wonder if some day my kids are going to tell all their friends about all the mistakes I make and all their friends are going to feel bad for them because their moms never do that stuff.

Some days it is just flat out exhausting wishing to be someone different so you can be better for your kids.

This is the part of the post I should write something encouraging and uplifting about how all you can do is try, but today I'm not feeling it. I'm just feeling the discouragement, the failure and the sadness at all the motherhood missteps I made.

 

Woe is me, the temporarily wallowing in her misery mom, who I guess, needs to remind herself if she wasn't at least a somewhat good mom then none of this would bother her.