The weather was strange this week and my pregnant body felt every degree, every pressure change, every gust of wind that came with it.
Wednesday was the worst. I woke up after what should have been a good night’s sleep, feeling as though I’d been hit by a truck. I could hardly breathe and I wanted complete silence with no one touching me all day. (Not exactly something a mom of many can order up. ) Add to that the fact that my husband was on a week-long business trip and you have the perfect storm.
I simply was not the mommy I wanted to be that day. I had promised a tea party, I needed to wash diapers, I wanted to put nutritious food on the table, but my head was so muddled, I could barely manage to ask the older children to help with the cooking and some of the duties that usually fall to me. And it seemed like every child in the house had an attitude that needed disciplining.
My only consolation was that I knew why I felt this way, and I knew things would be better the next day after the cold front moved through.
And I was right. The next morning, I awoke earlier than usual, ready to tackle the day. We did a full day of school followed by a Fall craft,
and a face painting session,
and I was super mom!
I honestly believe every mom out there has good mommy days and bad mommy days. We have days where we just nail this mommy thing and boy, does it feel good! But, we are always humbled (and sometimes humiliated) by the bad mommy days. These are the days when nothing goes right and the only answer we have is to hide under the covers and hope we wake in a better humor the next day.
Are these bad mommy days avoidable?
I don’t think so. However, what I did realize on Wednesday is that I needed to give myself a break and let go of my expectations for the day and minimize whatever I could. I knew it was a one day thing and I would make it through.
I realize there are mommies out there who feel like they have more bad mommy days than good mommy days. I would encourage those mommies to really dig deep to the heart of the matter. What is it that is causing the bad days? For some, it might be a chronic illness for others it is simply a lack of direction to their day.
No matter what it is, you need a plan.
I needed a plan on Wednesday. There was no way I could change the weather, so I needed to minimize the damage and get through it. I called a family meeting as soon as I could drag myself out of bed and let the children know that day was probably going to be a little rough around the edges. This didn’t necessarily make the whole day run smoothly, but it did give them a heads up that mommy was not up to par.
So, while this is a very different pregnancy update post from what I’ve been doing, I felt it was something I needed to share.