I found myself sitting in the corner of my in-laws's cabin ugly-crying. Not pretty sweet tears. No, this was more the curled up in the corner sobbing with snot and sweat and tears all mixed together. Not a good look for anyone.
It wasn't even anything major that set me off. Just a combination of too much vacation and not enough sleep, for me and for the kids. Most of the kids were going swimming and I said Kate could go, even though I knew she needed a nap. She was behaving like a typical two year old - she wanted to go, but she was throwing a full on temper tantrum because her swimming suit was still wet from an earlier swimming adventure. I was trying to force her to get dressed so she could go and "have fun" as she was crying and flailing about when I finally snapped, scooped her up, pulled her regular clothes back on, and deposited her in bed. She was asleep in about 2 minutes, but I sat in the corner and cried because I felt like I was depriving her from fun. It's those little kinds of moments that get to me as a mom.
As I sat there crying, my sweet, wonderful cousin Amy came down to find me. (Okay, she's not actually my cousin. She's Travis's cousin's wife. Close enough.) And she did everything right. She let me cry. And she told me all the things that I know but couldn't remember at that moment. I'm a good mom. Being a mom is hard. Heavenly Father loves me. And then she told me to go take a nap. And she made sure William was okay while I did. And when I woke up, I felt better. A little foolish, but better.
So I guess the point of all this is to remind all of us, when we are having one of those days, of a couple of things.
You are a good mom.
Being a mom is hard.
Heavenly Father loves you.
And a nap makes all the difference in the world.
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