I often wonder if anyone else’s kids are as wild as mine. Why when in a store does it always seem like my boys are the only ones driving their momma (or dad) absolutely insane? The truth is they aren’t the only ones but it is always going to stand out that way to me. Let me set up the “perfect” scenario.
“Boys we are going to quickly run into the store, DO NOT ask for anything! I am only grabbing a few things to make dinner!” *Enters Store* Mom, can we PLEAASE play this game? We will DIE if we can’t just play it one time! (Me under my breathe, “Curse the people who place the dumb machines at store entrances!!!”) No we are in a hurry lets go boys. Gets in the store. Has a 5 minute argument over which cart to use because the Car Cart is already gone. Finally, in the store headed to get items. Youngest begins screaming for silicone tongs. “WHY ME?!?!” Crisis one diverted only to make it less that 20 feet and middle son now has to poop so badly that his stomach will explode right then and there. I know this because he just yelled it out to everyone in isle 3. Which is wonderful; now everyone is really staring at us.
After a not so quick trip to the bathroom we are back on course. Grab the remainder of our items and make our way to the dreaded checkout line. People without kids may think why dreaded? This means you are almost done and out of the store. Well when you have kids this means saying NO 1025 time. This means trying to unload the cart onto the belt while running 25 diversions at the same time. Putting all the items back up that your kids are screaming for. Staring down “Judgey- Judy” who keeps looking at you like you need to get your kids under control and then dealing with “Rude mouth Ruby who thinks you shouldn’t have just popped your sons bottom. When all I want to do is pay and get out of these peoples path of judgement!
Here is the point y’all. If you have children then we have all been here. It’s awful and exhausting and why most every momma needs wine, or yoga, or therapy!
I love my darling boys so much. They are my life. But man can they cause me to snap quicker than anything else in this beautiful world and “Lose my Jesus!” SOOO I have an idea. What if instead of staring down that momma or mumbling what you would do, what if for just one moment we step into her shoes? Think about a time when you have been there. Smile at her and give her a word of encouragement.
I challenge you to tell her that this will pass quickly. Pat her on the back and remind her she isn’t alone. Tell her how amazing she is and that her beautiful children will appreciate all she does one day.
From one Momma to another I want you to know I am here for you. I am in this same phase of life where things are often more wild than calm. I lose my cool and scream more than I want to admit but I also love my boys big. I tell them that all the time. We cuddle, read and play hard. At the end of the day we tell each other how much we love one another. They talk about how amazing their day was, so despite the times I lost my cool they talk about all the awesome stuff we did. Guess what? They don’t even mention when I freaked out on them for not listening to me! The days may be long and the months short, we may be figuring this out one moment to the next, but you aren’t alone!
I am right here with you and together we will figure this all out together!
God Speed Momma,