As I finished up the notes at the end of the four-hour nursing shift I had picked up, I felt the familiar twinges that signaled it was time to get home and feed my baby.
Grateful that, as a part-time nurse, I had the opportunity to pick up short shifts that still allowed me to breastfeed my baby, I looked forward to clocking out and checking in at home. Until that is, the charge nurse informed that I wouldn’t be getting out anytime soon. Two hours later and still swamped with patients, my mother called me with my hysterical baby in the background.
I had made the mistake of not getting him started on the bottle. And it was a mistake I wouldn’t make again.
Something has happened to me and my husband lately.
We’ve been just a little more on edge, just a little more testy, just a little more quick to argue over, well, nothing really.
I guess a little stress is to be expected in our lives right now. With four kids under six, including a brand-new baby (she’s six weeks old today!) our daily routine is made up of a whole lot of tantrums and not a whole lot of alone time.
And obviously, it shows. We’re desperately in need of a little recharging. Which is why I’m thinking fall might be present the perfect opportunity to get away.
What do you get when you combine a newborn, two-year-old, four-year-old, six-year-old, a pregnant mother, and a postpartum mother for a nine-hour train ride?
A whole lot of chaos.
Last week, my sister-in-law and my niece decided to hop on the crazy town train with me by tagging along to an opportunity I had to speak at an event hosted by Baby ECOS. I’m a huge fan of the brand, which offers plant-based cleaning products (no harsh chemicals around baby!) and I thought we could turn the trip into a fun adventure for us girls.
And what an adventure it was…
Every now and then, I just have one of those days.
You know the ones I’m talking about, right? The ones where all the kids are grumpy, you’re doling out endless baths, and bedtime is nowhere in sight?
It’s days like that when I wonder if I knew what I was getting myself into when I became a mother–I knew it would be hard, of course, but you really can’t explain what it feels like to be in the thick of the doubt, the exhaustion, and the sheer feeling of being overwhelmed that can come with the hard days of motherhood.
But then I remember that for every one hard day I have as a mom, I have so many more good days. And on the bad days, it helps me to count my blessings and remember the things that I absolutely love about being a mom.