I hit rock bottom yesterday.
At least I hope that was rock bottom. I can’t imagine feeling any less in control of my feelings or my being than I did yesterday.
What is it that makes a mumma – who generally copes well with her very full plate – all of a sudden not cope with the smallest of things?
Okay, there were a few things: 5 teeth in a little over a week (Bubba’s, not mine), mumma being sick, puppies peeing on the couch (twice!), much less sleep than usual, and our usually bright and happy, but now grizzly and grumpy Bubba. They might have had something to do with it.
Why is it that some days so much harder to deal with than other days?
Days that as soon as someone you love asks how you are, you dissolve into tears.
Days that you’re ever so grateful for those people who don’t mind at all when you cry mascara all over them.
Days where you can’t imagine your sister being too far away when you need a cuddle.
Days when you’re glad you’re a girl whose own mumma can come and help you sort out the pee covered couches.
Days when you’re so glad you pushed your doubts aside and went to that first mother’s group over a year ago.
Despite those days feeling like the world will never get any easier – just looking at your grumpy teething bubba, and your gorgeous (naughty not peeing outside) puppies – you know you can’t imagine a world where you weren’t exactly where you are right now.
And you know tomorrow will be better.
bumpyroadtobubba 
Teeth. Ugh! Of course tomorrow will be better. Um…. In case it’s not, the next day will be for sure. Hang in there.
Aren’t Mumma’s great? (coming over to help when you can’t cope anymore with dog pee…) Sometimes when I feel like I can’t do enough to soothe my kids troubles, I remember how when I was sick my mom would come into my room and rub my back, and everything felt much better. I’m sure it was tough to go to work after being up all night with me, and she probably didn’t realize how much that little thing helped. You might have felt like you weren’t coping, but I’ll bet that little bubba thinks her Mumma is an angel.. (she’s sooooo cute btw!!).
Thank you – I think she’s pretty cute too! And I hope you’re right about her still thinking I’m an angel. Thanks for visiting our blog.
You are not alone…I’m one missed nap away from a meltdown myself! I hope tomorrow is better for you!!
When you reach rock bottom the only way is up. Hang on in there! I am sending you my biggest and best hug xxx
5 teeth! WOW. Poppy’s so lucky to have a Mum that loves her so much and you for having a mumma there for you when you need her.