I was texting with one of my girlfriends today and she asked me if I ever feel like just throwing in the towel. She was having “one of those days”, and I felt a few different things. One- YES! Two- sadness because I know so well what those days feel like. And three- an overwhelming desire to just hug her. (Insert huge mama hug here)
Yes. Yes, mama, yes! When I’m running late because I lost the keys and Will is late to school and I’m late for Ben’s OT and I should be working anyway, and I can’t even remember if I brushed my teeth and I’m still judging myself for losing my s&*t on the little punk who was picking on Will last night… And I want to try yet a new medication because I just feel sad? I do feel that, friend. Oh yes. I judge myself, I give myself no grace and I want to quit.
And then I remember that I am doing the best I can. The very best. And that I need to show myself the love I show you when you tell me you want to quit.
So, thank you for sharing your bad day with me. I love you, and I love me. Sometimes I just need a bad day to remember why.