Some days as a mother are more challenging than others. Some days everyone plays well together, meals come together seamlessly, housework and homework are completed, etc.
Then there are the days when you are attempting to help your oldest child with his homework, while the two younger ones cannot help but want your undivided attention simultaneously. They all become frustrated because there is not enough mom to go around.
And mom becomes frustrated because there is not enough mom to go around.
Frustration is the worst.
It often leads to snapping at your 4 year old because he pulls your chair out from under you as you'd leaned over to help your 5 year old with a math problem. I guess hovering over the chair technically means you are 'out' of your seat and done using your chair?
He runs to his room in tears because you scold him. Mom-guilt washes over you. You push through the homework because your 5 year old is becoming impatient and whiny. The 4 year old returns, repentant, apologizing and informs you he said a prayer while up in his room. Your heart melts.
Even during frustrating times there are moments when you feel not so much like a failure mom.
You realize your 4 year old caught on before you did, that maybe it's time to offer a prayer and ask for help.
I love my kids.
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