After a recent gathering, my daughter was pleading to have her new friend over for a sleepover. I was completely drained, and to be honest, I was pretty much done with her new friend. I told her that tonight wasn’t ideal and we could arrange it for another time. In that moment, I was really saying, “I just can’t.”
Every day brings challenges for moms and dads that can leave us feeling utterly defeated, wishing we could hide away. Sometimes, I just can’t handle being a mom. Here are some relatable situations:
- The toddler’s blowout in public. Am I really out of diapers? I thought I packed some. Nope, the diaper bag is still sitting at home — great.
- No reciprocity from kids. I do so much for my kids, yet when I need something simple, they turn into little tyrants. Seriously? I just took you to the movies, and now you can’t behave while I run a quick errand?
- Rude online comments. I don’t have much downtime, so when I finally scroll through social media, I don’t want to deal with your negativity. If you have time to troll, meet me at “I don’t care” street.
- Sick kids on date night. I look forward to our date night all week, finally put on a nice outfit, and then my daughter decides to vomit all over me just as I’m ready to leave. Perfect.
- Internet trolls. I barely have time to scroll through Facebook, so when I do, I don’t want to engage with your unsolicited opinions, Captain Cranky Pants.
- Nobody appreciates my cooking. I slaved over a homemade meal, and my son refuses to eat it because “it’s too buttery.” Who are you, and what have you done with my child?
- Grocery store chaos. Why do people stand chatting with the cashier while there’s a line of frustrated customers behind them? My kids are about to lose it, and I just want to get out of there.
- Quiet time is a joke. I finally get a moment to rest, and then one child wakes up or my 8-year-old decides to practice his recorder. Can a mom catch a break?
- Timing is everything. My son, who has resisted learning to tie his shoes for two years, suddenly decides he wants to learn — right as we’re about to leave.
- Traffic troubles. Let’s be honest, kids can’t hold it when they need to go. The last thing I need is a “Mom, I have to poop!” announcement while we’re stuck in gridlock.
- Endless questions. By 3 p.m., my mental thesaurus is closed. I can’t handle another “Why?” or “How?” right now.
- PMS and crunching chips. Please stop eating those chips — the sound is driving me wild and I might just lose it.
- Wardrobe issues. Just when I’m ready to go out, my favorite jeans decide to reject me. This is going to be a dramatic evening.
- Constant interruptions. If my kids keep talking over me, they’re going to hear some choice words. Seriously, can you not see I’m in the middle of something?
- The grocery store again. Getting through the grocery store with my kids can feel like a war zone. I might just abandon the cart and escape before things escalate.
- Other parents not stepping in. If your kid is being rude, and you don’t say anything, that’s not okay. If you’re too tired to parent, I’ll step in.
- Phone calls are impossible. Anytime I’m on an important call, it’s like my kids turn into little troublemakers. Can’t they just quietly slap each other with dish towels for once?
- Can’t hear my favorite song. All I want is one song without interruptions. Kids, give me a moment to relive my wild college days.
- Cleaning is futile. I just cleaned the bathroom, and my kids have already managed to make a mess. Welcome to my life as Cinderfuckingrella.
- Rude friends. When my child has a friend over and they’re misbehaving, I have to intervene. No, you can’t jump on the couch!
- Out of stock. I’ve been looking forward to my guilty pleasure all week, and the store is sold out. How am I supposed to cope now?
- Feeling ignored. I ask a question, and it’s like I’m invisible. This is when I unleash my “Mom voice” to ensure everyone hears me.
- Before coffee time. Please, just don’t talk to me until I’ve had my caffeine. It’s not you, it’s me.
- Waiting for my partner. The clock is ticking, and I can’t take it anymore.
As parents, we often find ourselves in situations where we feel like we just can’t cope. Yet, we push through because we love our families and we’re resilient. Sometimes we handle chaos like pros, and sometimes we just can’t even. It’s part of being human, and I think that’s why some of us turn to the occasional glass of wine.
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In summary, while motherhood can be overwhelming and full of frustrations, it’s also rewarding and filled with love. We navigate the ups and downs, and sometimes we just need to vent.