Relentless. That’s the word I’d use to describe motherhood.
Yes it’s also amazing and magical and incredible and filled with cupcakes and rainbows and all those good things. But it’s truly RELENTLESS.
Just when you’ve had enough, motherhood keeps demanding. Keeps asking for more, more, more. More of your time. Your energy. Your attention. Your money. You think you get a break when the kids go down? No ma’am. Motherhood demands you clean the kitchen. Or do laundry. Or prep for the crazy early morning you’re about to encounter in T minus 6 hours. Oh, and you’re supposed to get some sleep in that window too.
BRAAAA HAAAA HAAAAA.
Sometimes I wonder how we do it. HOW DO WE DO IT???? How do we get up each and every day and make it all happen? Feed the kids. Wipe their butts. Pay the bills. Clean the house. Drive everyone everywhere. Do our jobs if we work outside the home. It’s mind boggling how much a mom can do in one day. I mean, we’re pretty much freakin’ super human. And that’s awesome. It’s awesome that we are so awesome.
But sometimes I don’t want to be awesome. Sometimes I just want to be.
Sometimes I’ve had enough. Sometimes I’m so tired my bones ache. Sometimes I want the damn lunches to make themselves. I want the kitchen mess to just disappear. I want to be able to hear myself think. Because as much as I love motherhood—as much as I’d do ANYTHING for my kids—I’m tired. I’m so, so, so, so tired.
And sometimes, I just need a break.