Being a mom is challenging. Kids can be angels one second then the spawn of Satan the next. We constantly remind ourselves daily that “it’s okay and everything is just fine.” It’s okay that I had to scrub poop out of the carpet and bed sheets. It’s okay that I rocked him for 40 minutes only to have him wake up the second I put him in the crib. It’s okay that I haven’t showered in 3 days. It’s just fine.
Here are some affirmations to help you find the humor in the mom struggles and get through that rough day. #Themomstruggleisreal.
I am awake. Because who is ever really ready to get out of bed in the morning?
It’s okay if my kid eats dirt. I’m sure it’s on the food pyramid, or is it a star now?
I have poop on my hands, but I can wash them. This is my first reaction…NOT!
I love my kids. Even when they act like the spawn of Satan.
Being a mom is fun. I’d rather be no where else.
I love waking up at 6:00 am. My favorite time of day. If I didn’t have kids, I’d wake up at this time anyway.
I love when my kids argue, they’re learning to communicate. It’s great to hear my kids learning to teach other.
I don’t have to argue with my 4 year old. I don’t have to argue with my children about what time it is. I’m smart. I’ve been alive longer, and I’m in charge.
I’m in charge. I’m in charge. I’m in charge. I’m in charge…..
They can move out at eighteen. I think I can legally kick them out at 18 and not go to jail.
It’s okay to have cereal for dinner. Cereal can be healthy. I’m sure there’s some good carbs in Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
It’s okay that my house is a mess, we’re not having anyone over tonight. Except that one neighbor who always chooses to stop by. That’s okay, I won’t let them in the door.
I’ll bathe them first thing in the morning. They really need baths, but it’s too close to bedtime, and I have to listen to them argue more and bend over to clean them. No, the morning is fine. They aren’t THAT dirty.
I can embarrass them when they’re teenagers. K.A.R.M.A.
I’ll make them eat peas for dinner. HA!
I don’t need toes to walk. It’s like they aren’t aware that I have toes too! Please don’t step on them.
All kids scream through the store. I’m sure I hear another child screaming across the way.
My kids aren’t the only ones who act this way. I think I saw little Jimmy act a fool once. I’m good. I’m right on track.
It’s okay that I’m pregnant. It’s fine. What’s one more kid!?
I hope you found a little humor in the craziness that we call parenting! It’s good to laugh at it every once in a while.