Thoughts for Thursday | Coffee Talk Confessions

 I was thinking about this post all of last week because I was in a total funk.  I honestly felt completely alone in my thoughts at the time even though I know I wasn't.  I know lots of mothers and wives can start to feel this way at times.  I was just worn out.

I was sick and felt very low energy.  My kids needed me and so did my husband.  Matt had surgery on his elbow last Monday morning and neither of us really knew how intense it was going to end up being.  He has to wear a soft cast on his right arm for two weeks all day, everyday.  I wanted to be the loving, happy wife and nurse that put a smile on my face when I helped him with his every need.  He can't use his right arm.  He needed help with the pill bottle, the shower, every meal, buttoning his pants, putting on a shirt, he could barely get out of bed...you get the point.  I was not that gracious wife.  I had an attitude. I was tired. My kids wore me down and now my husband needed all my help too.  I felt terrible for feeling this way, but I couldn't snap out of it.

I was short tempered with the kids and with my husband and I just wanted "me time."  I needed to recoup because I was drained; but everyone else needed Mom and I had no choice but to power through.  It was tough and I kept throwing my own little pity party.  It seemed like every time I turned around, someone was needing this or wanting that and I wanted to run!!!

Thankfully I didn't :)

But it's true that we can fall into these roles of being so needed that we can begin to resent it.  Resent is a harsh word, but you catch my drift.  My Mom title just needed a break.  I was sick (and tired) too, but no one was there to help me.  These are the sacrifices we make everyday.  I wouldn't change being a Mom for anything on the planet and I love my husband to death.  Him being out of commission just magnified the amount of help that he is on a regular basis because me having to pick up his slack (plus a little extra for him) really drained me.  He was so grateful for my help (since he was helpless) and I feel terrible that I did it with such a shitty attitude.

I know that there are families out there that deal with many worse situations than ours the last couple of weeks, but I still wanted to share.  I want you to know that it's not always "picture perfect."  We all have good days and bad days and if you are feeling drained or tired of being bossed around by a threenager, know that you are not alone!

We all make it through and thank God I rolled into this week with a smile on my face and a much more pleasant attitude.  I'm back to feeling like myself again and have had a great week :)

Ill leave you with some great e-cards and please let me know that I'm not alone....

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