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Motherhood : Mommy Meltdown

I was more than a little grouchy...how is there so much left to do when I have tried my best to do as much as I can? The list continues to grow and, you know those times when you feel like you're sinking despite knowing all the strokes there were to swimming? It was a little bit like that.

I ordered dinner from UberEATS because I was absolutely sick of washing up in the kitchen, the laundry pile never goes down, I've just put up the latest round, the kids just popped the buttons on their school pants (one after another) and I am no skilled seamstress, there's work to be done, the carpet is falling apart I need to get a new one, I need to vacuum the floor, mop it and dust the shelves a little....the list goes on.

I needed a big, fat drink.

As I sat down in my air-conditioned room, FINALLY, with a basket of fresh laundry to be folded, a very cautious Kid 2 opened the door to my room and peeked inside. Probably to sniff out the atmosphere to see if mom is ready to kill anyone. XD

And man, she was.

He needed to print some stuff out for his looming project and it dawned on me that the printer was showing me the 'low ink' warning the other day and I've not gotten the chance to get replacement cartridges and....I growled.

More like frowned and lengthily complained about the world.

It was a moment where I felt that I was the only one in this world and nobody in this freaking world is helping me. Everything was on my shoulders...my poor shoulders. I just need some time alone and just be myself.

I need, like, a one-way ticket to Bali. LOL (It's my go-to warning whenever I felt that things were starting to tip over)

My kids were apologetic for their last-minute requests because they never tell me anything until a project is due the next day or the night before. Everything is an emergency by the time they tell me, I swear to God!

But I felt a little bad for all that growling...and I desperately needed a hug in replacement of a bloody stiff drink so, I dragged my ass to their rooms and said sorry for being an ass.

All he said was 'Is there anything I can do to help?'. OF COURSE, THERE IS. ARE. LOADS OF THEM. hahahaha

That's it. Suddenly, at least the laundry seem much lighter as we sorted through the home-wears, pajamas, towels, underwear, and socks. I taught him my ABSOLUTELY AWESOME fuck-it method of folding bed sheets and we started aiming and throwing rolled up socks and underwear into the drawer like basketballs.

Sometimes, you know, all I need to do is just ask. Being moody takes a lot more work.

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In Mom-hood,
Love,
Marsha
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