My temper, the plot, whatever it is , whatever you want to call it, I lost it. I shouted at my two year old son, I shouted at my 4 month old baby and then I shouted at my husband.
I became the crazy lady mum. And it was horrible. My son looked at me like inwas a crazy mean lady, my baby just yelled back at me and my husband spoke to me like I was being bonkers, which I was.
And why did I lose the plot?
Truth be told I am not really sure. What I do know is that I am tired.
Tired of being surrounded by kid stuff, tired of changing nappies, tired of breastfeeding every three hours, tired of wiping sick off myself, tired of walking around with my shirt unbuttoned and showing my bra to the world, tired of emptying out potties, tired of holding a baby for most of my day, tired of wiping snot off my kid’s face, tired of cleaning baked beans off the floor, tired of trying to get wind out of a baby who seems determined to keep it all in, tired of being woken up at 3am, tired of being yelled at. Dare I say it, today I am tired of being a mum.
My rational brain knows that being tired makes everything seem worse and that I have a cold and that doesn’t help.
I love my children more than anything in the world. My son is hilarious and for the most extremely well behaved. My daughter is sweet and smiley for the most part when she isn’t being colicky. They are my world and when I shout at them I can’t believe I am doing it. I don’t want to be one of those crazy mums.
So I asked my husband to take them both away and I shut the bedroom door. So I can get it together and reappear as nice mummy who plays and hugs and laughs and kisses. Because that is what they deserve.
How do any of you cope on your crazy mummy days? Tell me I am not the only one..