There are some days when I feel like I have it all together. Those are the days where the kids get to school on time, errands gets run, bills get paid, a toddler gets adequate attention, a dog gets walked, and a nice dinner gets cooked. Bonus points are given if that dinner gets eaten with little complaint and laundry gets folded before bed. Those are the days that I feel like I am a capable, accomplished mom. A good mom, even. Albeit tired, but good.
Then there are days when I feel like I am a disorganized mess. Those are the days that I hide behind my piles of dirty clothes and scattered toys. I try to get something done, anything – but I just spin my wheels. I get distracted by interruptions and wastes of time. Not much gets accomplished, no one gets what they need and my husband is asked to pick up dinner on the way home. Those are the days I feel like a failure as a mother, wife and human.
Today falls somewhere in between. The kids got to school on time, with out any yelling. I was early to Logan’s doctor’s appointment. From there, I went to get trained on how to do some volunteering for the Obama campaign – with a toddler in tow. I even found downtown parking after circling the block less than a dozen times (believe me when I say this is a true accomplishment). Then we went to the grocery store to pick up a few things that we forgot to get yesterday when we were there. And now, dinner is bubbling gently away in the slow cooker.
Now I can tell you what is wrong with the day but I don’t want to take away the good feeling that came over me while writing down today’s accomplishments. So let’s save that for another post and leave this one right where it is.
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Isn't it amazing when you write it down how much you actually accomplished when you felt like you were merely treading water all day?
Take this moment and focus on the positive. We should all do it more often I think.
Sounds like you accomplished a week's worth of things to me. But I'm slow and easily distracted . . . look, something shiny . . .
You know, I would probably feel a lot better about some of *my* days if I tried to focus on what went right instead of what went wrong!
I can't believe you took a toddler to a training session and it wasn't a complete disaster. That's worth bragging about right there!
I think we don't give ourselves enough credit. I, for one, could never bring my 2 year old ANYWHERE without total humiliation. That's huge!
that's the good thing about blogs--when you look back, all you read is what you chose to record at the time. winnows out the "small stuff" we all endure. You are a great mom!
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