This is me tonight - losing my shit.
Yelling at my son for what felt like the 100th time today, making him cry, then apologizing for making him cry. When he has zero fault in why I’m feeling this way.
The last 48 hours have been rough bc of our battle with the Flu. But if I’m being COMPLETELY & BRUTALLY honest I have been feeling “off” for over a week now. And I’m not talking about physically off, I’ve been mentally off.
I’ve been letting self doubt creep up into my head space, I’ve allowed the opinions of others affect my drive, I’ve let fear back into my heart. And I’ve been fighting that all off with every ounce of my being but at not having any energy left (thanks Flu monster) I’ve been left defenseless. So when Lucas made his 20th mess of the day and had his 20th tantrum of the night, I cracked ... and I’ve never felt shittier.
So all this to say that, no one is perfect. No one has their shit together all the time, and if someone pretends like they do then they’re only fooling themselves.
I don’t have any inspirational closing remarks tonight other than, tomorrow is another day and I get to try again. For now, I’m going to hug & kiss my baby boy a little extra long tonight. ✌🏻 #truthbomb