Moms: You alright?

Moms of 2 or more children…

The moms whose kids love their mama the most…

How are you doing?

The constant questions.

Wanting to tell you about their dreams from last night…both at the same time.

Yearning to cuddle you when they wake up but not wanting to share your lap with each other.

And there’s you, trying to decide who to hug or kiss first.

Who do you shift to the side on your lap?

Now that they are both whining and crying, who do you comfort first?

Never mind getting yourself ready, let’s just move onto the next step of the morning.

You get the youngest dressed, while asking the oldest to dress themselves. Remembering when you used to have the time, energy, and patience to dress them. Sharing those little moments together when they were your only one.

Moving on…no time to feel that through.

Getting breakfast ready, who wants milk and who does not?

So many questions, all at the same time.

So overstimulated.

While lovely that they both want to tell you things and ask you things.

The guilt you may feel over having to default to the youngest first, because the youngest does not understand the idea of being patient.

All the while, feeling guilt that your oldest has to be patient.

Reflecting, and recognizing that your oldest is growing up fast.

Growing away from you because they are maturing. And not having enough time to savor it.

Snapping out of overstimulation and seeing the disappointment in their eyes.

Wanting to comfort, and then the younger one replies to your overstimulation with an attitude (because they have zero filter - which you love but also come on….).

Speeding through breakfast and remembering that you wanted to start drinking a glass of water every morning.

How dehydrated am I?

Grabbing and going, morning chaos and arguments. Trying to identify what scuffle the kids are into now. Who to listen to first?

Hearing “you never listen to me” and feeling suddenly that your heart sank into your intestines.

You cannot explain to these little beautiful bodies that you are trying.

Trying so hard.

Unable to tell them that fairness does not exist, and you never wanted them to feel like you do not listen to them.

It is honestly outside of your control majority of the time.

Reflecting on how you also do not feel like you have been a good listener to your friends and/or spouse either.

The load is just too heavy to hold in this day in society.

Not wanting your children to see the weight you bear.

Quickly, moving on, it is time for school.

You remembered that article you read about how starting the day for your children prior to entering the school building is so important to how they go about their day.

Knowing their teacher may be the one who brightens their day and shows them the patience that you ever so wanted to.

Wishing you could do more to show them how special they are to you.

But now it is time for them to get out of the car and walk into school.

Trusting that your child will be safe there.

Hoping you have another day to try again.

Yearning for time to slow down.

Because before you know it, they are grown.

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So, moms…how are you doing?

Reach out, we can process together.

Disclaimer: While processing may not change your dynamics of sharing the load between your babies, you can definitely reduce how heavy it might feel.