Nothing. I have nothing for you. That's what I want to say on days like this. On days when I have so many emails left to respond to and I'm running against my daycare closing time. Days when I don't see my husband other than in passing because he's on a graveyard shift right now. Days when I go grocery shopping at 6:30pm with 3 kids and have a bitchy cashier. Days when I feed my kids whatever I could find as I'm shoving random food in my face as well. Days when I come home and something small just makes me snap. Days when I feel alone. I'm not alone. You aren't alone. We aren't alone. There's an army of us. A large one. An army of women who are working hard and pushing through the exhaustion, sacrificing their wants, holding back their tears....and making the world go 'round. That's what my friend told me. She doesn't even know it, but she did. I texted her tonight to vent and her response was so striking to me. She said she was sorry and that she understands. When I told her that knowing I'm not alone makes me feel better, she simply explained that WE aren't alone and that she has a lot of other friends that feel the same exact way. That's when it hit me. I'm not alone. I might feel alone, but I'm not. There is a world full of women just like me who are doing the best they can to balance the complicated demands of motherhood. It made me think that you might be one of them. You might be having a horrible day and feel like giving up. You might feel worthless or not good enough. You might feel like you're drowning. You might need to hear this. You aren't alone. We aren't alone. There's an army of us.
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