Life as a mother can become very tedious when your day becomes a list of repetitive requirements. It becomes hard to even count days because they start to blur into the next, always the same and when I become buried in in these lists I feel that I am no longer me. Instead, I am a compilation of all the things that need to be done. Yet, words, beautiful words give voice to my thoughts and emotions making me more than just the pieces
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Monday, August 8, 2011
Sigh
Today is one of those days where everything seems to rub me the wrong way. My emotions are all over the place. Honestly, I would relish a hot bubble bath and a good cry. What do I have to cry about though? Lately I have felt like such an automaton, storing away emotions and reactions to just get through the day and I feel as if that dam is hitting its limits. The kid is screaming again after telling him no; double sigh. But I feel guilty and annoyed with myself for even being put out by this. Does everyone have these bi-weekly slumps? It’s weird because when I have all these emotions flooding my mind I feel like a different person a collage of personalities that spring on me every other second and I just want to feel like myself again.
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