It’s amazing how–in the space of 48 hours–you can feel like such a terrible mom… and then like supermom.
Yesterday was a scream fest around here.
Don’t ask me why – I have no idea.
If I’d have known, I would have (possibly) known how to fix it.
But I didn’t.
Judah had two all-out screaming episodes, lasting 45 or 60 minutes each. I rocked, I paced, I bounced, I nursed, I went outside,I went in a dark room, I swayed, I sang. I don’t know what else I did (I prayed!), but nothing was working. NOTHING.
And even though I knew that his screaming was not a reflection on my parenting, it’s still hard not to feel like you’re somehow “failing” as a mom when you don’t know how to meet your child’s needs.
Today was a new day.
Levi was hyper. I mean, HYPER. And I was terrified because I desperately needed to go to the grocery store this mornign. (I try to avoid taking both kids if I have to. One is fine, but two can be tricky!)
But i had to do it.
Levi was amazing. Judah slept in teh Ergo. I did my shopping.
Everone was calm and–wallah–shopping done. I felt so good that we stopped for a coffee (and baby chino) and a donut before going home. (Yeah, I was sort-of rewarding myself!)
The rest of the day followed suit – great naps, calm mother, dinner prepped and in the oven by 4:30. Yup, rockstar mummy.
So today I felt like supermom.
I’m not a better mom than I was yesterday. But I do feel better.
Amazing how feelings can, um, make you feel.
Anyway, on “good” days and “bad” – I’m the same mom. Super? Not always… but best? (for my kids)? Yes.
Q for you: How do you keep from “judging” yourself based on others’ behavior?
p.s. Oh, and getting my post finished before 5pm? It really is a supermom day.