Being A Wife and A Mommy

Being a Wife and a Mommy is a lot harder than I imagined during my days of playing house as a child. Being a Wife and a Mommy are two things in this world that will remind you on a daily basis that you are human and will never be perfect. Some days I feel as though I have this "working wife and mother" thing all figured out... I repeat some days. Some days I feel like a complete failure.

On those days when I oversleep, EK wakes up on the wrong side of the bed, refuses to eat her breakfast and barely even drinks her milk, I chase her down to dress her as she flails like a wild crocodile, Michael is grumpy from working night shift and we barely make it out of the house in enough time for me to get gas because that pesky "empty" light is on again when I just filled up four days ago, EK screams during the ride to get out of her car seat, we walk into daycare and I pry her little arms from my legs so I can at least have a shot at getting to work on time, I proceed to get behind every granny on the interstate and arrive at work at 8:01am, just late enough to make me "late", oh and now I realize I seem to have forgotten my lunch, papers are piling on my desk faster than I can get to them and an ornery customer calls right at 4:25pm when I am about to walk out of the door (reminder: never answer the phone at 4:25pm, it's never a good call), I rush to get EK and of course there is an accident blocking my normal route home so I rely on the GPS to get me through Charlotte without getting lost, EK is grumpy by the time I get to daycare and refuses to let me help her put on her jacket or hat as she flails on the floor, we make it home, there is nothing in site for supper and EK is crying "eat, eat!", we settle for scrambled eggs and whatever else I can find, Michael is working night shift so it's just me and EK as she pulls and whines at my feet to be picked up, all I want to do is fix our supper so I can finally sit down to eat in peace, she whines during dinner and refuses to eat, playtime is no fun because she is not a happy girl, bath time and bedtime are filled with screaming and bribing and by the time I get her to sleep I crash on the couch to watch a show only to wake up to my alarm going off on my cell phone the next morning... those, those are the days that will have you begging for mercy.

Then you have those days that you get up bright and early, EK is all smiles when she wakes, she eats all of her breakfast and doesn't whine a bit when I try to dress her for the day, Michael is happy and well rested and ready for his day of work to begin, I make it out of the house with time to spare and my gas tank is even full because I remembered to fill up the night before, EK runs into her classroom ready for the day ahead and no tears are lost when I leave, I make it to work early and get started on the piles of paperwork awaiting me, the day flies by and before I know it I am rushing out the door to greet my happy toddler to take her home, Michael has already started supper and we sit to eat as a happy family and talk about our day, playtime is fun, we give EK her bath, some milk, read her books and she is off to bed without a whimper, then its Mommy and Daddy time to relax and get things ready for the next day, followed by a full 8 hours sleep... those are the days you live for!

Now rest assured we do not have an all "good" day or all "bad" day very often. Most days are filled with the good and the bad, the pretty and the ugly. 

Being a wife and a mommy can be so frustrating at times but it is honestly one of the most rewarding jobs you will ever have. No one ever promised life would come without frustrations and worries but I can promise you that the good days always out-weight the bad ones. The good days are that much sweeter because of the bad days and I can't imagine spending my good days (and bad) with anyone other than Michael and Emma Kate. I sure hope I never have to.