You know those stories that pop up in the news about a woman who vanishes only to be discovered living a completely different life? Often, her motivation is the desire to escape the burdens of motherhood.
You might think this is selfish or cowardly—how could any mother leave her children behind? Yet, I can relate. Just yesterday, I found myself daydreaming about running away. Of course, I would never truly do it because, at the end of the day, my love for my kids is immeasurable. But that doesn’t stop those fleeting fantasies.
There are moments when I imagine breaking free from the responsibilities of being a mom. Not permanently—just for a few hours or maybe a couple of days.
Yesterday was one of those days when motherhood felt overwhelming. I juggled the demands of three little ones: a day filled with toddler tantrums, sibling disputes, and an infant who refused to sleep for longer than 25 minutes due to his serious case of FOMO. It was a relentless 12 hours of listening to tattle-tales, wiping runny noses, comforting cries, and rocking a fussy baby. My 2-year-old cried if I dared to leave the room, my 4-year-old had a meltdown over the color of her spoon, and my 2-month-old showed a strong dislike for any baby seat or swing.
My body ached, my mind felt defeated, and my head throbbed from the constant shushing and bouncing that ultimately didn’t work. The give-and-take of parenting felt heavily skewed.
You win, motherhood. I’m waving the white flag.
As I stirred the butter into the mac and cheese, I reminisced about the days of quiet solitude—long showers and moments free from sticky little hands.
Yes, it sounds like I’m complaining, and you’re right. I am. Does that make me a bad mom? I hope not. I’d like to think it makes me human and honest.
Parenting is arguably one of the toughest jobs out there. So why do we pretend it’s always a bed of roses? Some days, you may not even like your kids, and the only thing keeping you from throwing in the towel is the love you have for them.
Before the judgmental comments come pouring in, let me clarify: I don’t feel this way every day. These overwhelming moments are rare. Typically, my calm demeanor prevails, allowing me to embrace the chaos. Choosing to be a parent is a decision I’ve made three times, and I cherish this role above all else. I know how fortunate I am to have healthy kids and a supportive partner, but that doesn’t negate the exhaustion and tough days that come with parenting.
I’m aware of phrases like “this too shall pass” and “they won’t need you forever.” However, on days like yesterday, such sentiments don’t provide much solace. In the midst of chaos, I long for validation from someone who understands. A quick message to a fellow mom going through the same challenges can make all the difference.
If I were inclined to pray, I’d ask for more patience and strength. But since I’m not, I’ll continue to navigate the good days and the struggles, all while trying to avoid making headlines.
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Summary
Motherhood can be an overwhelming journey, filled with moments of exhaustion and frustration. It’s okay to acknowledge these feelings without feeling guilty; they make us human. Even on the toughest days, the love for our children is what drives us to keep going. Seeking support from fellow parents can provide comfort and understanding, making the journey a little easier.