Once, when sharing an experience regarding one of my monsters with my father (you know the kind I mean... one of the times where you look at your child, and you grab handfuls of your own hair, look heavenward and ask "WHY?!") he asked me, "So. When you signed up to be a parent, is this what you imagined it would be like?" Uh. No.
For me personally, this has been a week from the new depths of Hell. It has totally and completely, without a shadow of a doubt, sucked. And I've cried buckets of tears for the better part of it. But then silly things happen, like being offered cheerios in a toilet plunger. Or #6 in his big sister's fedora eating 2 lollies at a time, taking off at a dead run when I see him, because those lollies are not on the Logan safe list (DARN all those Valentine's Day parties the older kids had in school!!).
Take care of yourselves, all you parents out there. Take the opportunity to laugh instead of cry. Take a nap instead of making yourself do dishes or laundry when you're so worn out the thought nearly makes you fall over. I promise it will all still be there waiting for you when you wake up. Talk to a friend and let yourself vent, instead of keeping all your upset inside. Exercise (I know. Exercise. Don't even get me started). Do whatever you need to do to keep yourself sane, and happy, and feeling worthwhile. Let a neighbor, a friend, a family member come and tend the kids.. even if you're home when they do. Never pass up a nap opportunity.
Parents are warriors. But even warriors need a shower and a hair cut once in a while. Sending y'all much love.
Joan and Melissa image from therisinghollywood.com , other images found via the google, when searching "rubber toilet plunger" and "cheerios" images. Seriously! Look for yourself!