This week was brutal.
I almost didn't write this post because I was to tired to get up and walk over to my laptop.
(My laptop was less than three feet away).
Since Christmas we have been plagued with a winter cold followed by a stomach bug. The kids have been sick, my husband and I have been sick and everyone's sleep schedule is off! I'm worn out. I've been reduced to an unhappy Mommy just going through the motions. My emotions are raw and all I want to do is run away and hide under the covers in my bed.
Not my best parenting moment.
The minute that four letter word came flying out of my mouth I felt ashamed. My husband wasn't to happy with me either. And as I rocked Alara back to sleep all I could think of was how I had failed as a Mother.
Not a good feeling.
That night Alara actual slept. My prayers were answers. It is amazing what a good nights rest will do for the soul. I felt like a whole new person.
This morning a friend sent me timely and much needed text that said "You can do it! I believe in you."
I can do this.
I am a good mom.