Ever have one of those days? Where you wish you could go back to bed and start over? Or you pray that tomorrow will be better? Where you need to get away from the kids before you’re tempted to hurt the next one who whines or tattles or …

Does admitting this make me a bad mother … or simply an honest one?

I had one of those days yesterday. True, the special needs daughter was on her worst behavior. (Imagine non-stop whining, demands, constant changing of her mind, and yelling that she hates me.) Add in the usual mixture of squabbling kids, laundry, and household chores. Plus a doctor’s appointment that took a chunk of time from the middle of the day … and highlighted issues I’ve delayed dealing with (weight gains and anemia).

Is it wrong to want to take a vacation … by myself?

Kidding. I think.

So, what do I do with one of those days? Be thankful they’re not all that way. (Amen!) Try to find something good. (Didn’t have to fix supper. If/when I can get over the anemia, I’ll have more energy to deal with days like these.) Really appreciate the “normal” days. (Boring is better than bad.) Sleep on it. (Rested equals recharged in case tomorrow is another one of those days.)

What about you? How do you cope with “one of those days?” Any advice for frazzled parents in the trenches?

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  • October 5, 2011 at 6:08 am
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    I appreciate your transparancy, Candee! My advice for ‘one of those days’ (one of which I just recently experienced) is to absolutely go for that vacation by yourself! Not everyone can take a whole weekend and get away, but I’m talking about a day, a 1/2 day or even just an hour! A mini, mental health day! Every once in a while, my friends call my house and my husband says that I’m not there. If they ask where I went, he says “she went out to get a diet coke”. One friend finally asked me about it and I explained that’s my mini-vacation time after a frazzling day! I smile at my hubby when he comes in the door & mention that “I’m going out to get a diet coke”; code word for “I’ve had one of those days and feel like biting someone’s head off, so please excuse me while I go cool off, have a little me-time, take a walk, have a drink, pray awhile, etc. and I’ll be back in an hour – ready to take on the world again . . . or at least fix your dinner!” ๐Ÿ™‚
    I must admit that a few times the stress of life was bringing me close to a nervous breakdown. Out of desperation, I asked my husband if I could go on a personal retreat. We co-ordinated our schedules to find a Fri/Sat that he could stay with the kids and I spent 24 hrs in a local hotel, where I brought nothing but a change of clothing and my Bible. I slept, read my Bible and prayed, and slept some more until I was rejuvinated and it was time to check out. I felt absolutely guilty at first about doing this, but I’m convinced now that those were crucial, life-saving actions!
    Since then, I’ve heard a couple of teachings about moms needing to take better care of themselves so that they can take better care of their family. All I can say is, Amen! ๐Ÿ™‚

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