Parenting can be an exhausting journey, and moments of overwhelm are bound to happen. I vividly recall a recent instance when I reached my breaking point. After a long day, my children and I arrived home from school, and in a voice that felt foreign to me, I barked, “Go to your rooms, now!” The tears and protests from my kids followed, and before I knew it, I was yelling, “I don’t want to hear it! Don’t even look at me. Just go.”
From this outburst, you might think I’m a heartless tyrant. But I assure you that’s not the case. By nature, I enjoy kindness and avoid conflict. I’m the type who would smile at a stranger in a crowd and let them go ahead of me in line. However, when it comes to my kids’ daily antics, I often choose to let things slide.
Yet, maintaining this façade of calm has its toll. The anger and frustration I suppress in favor of peace become a heavy burden. Eventually, these feelings accumulate, fueled by the common irritations of parenting—constant bickering, whining, and the messes left behind. Then, one day, I can’t contain it any longer, and I explode.
That afternoon was a perfect example. The morning had been chaotic, with my two daughters nearly missing the bus due to their constant fighting. The car ride home was marked by a brief lull before my older daughter did something to annoy her little sister, who then responded with a shriek that pierced through my sanity. I could feel a headache rising and decided, enough was enough.
After sending the kids to their rooms, I paced the kitchen, waiting for my husband to arrive. As soon as he walked in, I confessed, “I can’t handle them right now.” I grabbed my keys and drove aimlessly, eventually parking in a lot where I sat with the engine running, tears welling in my eyes, and the radio flipping on and off in frustration. As the day turned dark, I felt the heaviness lift from my chest and eventually returned home.
Upon entering the kitchen, my daughters rushed to me, offering hugs and a handmade card that read, “Dear Mom, we’re sorry we were notty.” In that moment, all traces of Angry Mom dissipated. I apologized for my outburst and explained how their fighting made me feel sad and frustrated because I knew they loved each other. We discussed the importance of respecting one another’s feelings and personal space. They promised to improve, and while I knew it wouldn’t last forever, we moved forward.
Do I think it would be beneficial to express my frustrations more often and voice my feelings instead of letting them stew? Absolutely. I’m actively working on that. But I also realize there’s no one-size-fits-all approach to navigating the complex emotions of motherhood. Each day, we are all striving to balance the need for peace with our own mental well-being. I once believed in the myth of the perfect mom—one who maintains composure and control at all times—only to realize that such a figure is as mythical as unicorns and husbands who never leave their socks on the floor.
Whether you experience meltdowns frequently or just once in a blue moon, know that you are not a monster. Sometimes, these episodes are essential. They help us return to a state of calm, where our needs are acknowledged. They serve as reminders to our children that we are human, with our own big feelings, just like them. If we approach the aftermath of these moments with openness, they can become valuable opportunities to reconnect and reinforce respect within our family.
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In summary, embracing the reality of mom meltdowns can lead to better emotional health, deeper connections with our children, and a more honest understanding of our roles as parents.