This year in creating The Drunk Mom, I swore that I was going to be authentic, real, uncensored. You know, an open book in all things life. Today is one of those days that I'm really doing it. Like, really (you've been warned).
Today was one of those days for me. Which is funny because I've talked to so many people (men and women both, actually) in the last week or so about how life can just get out of control when you have life and a family and all that shit going on.
I typically do pretty well with schedules and appointments and playing with the girls and getting kids picked up and dropped off and generally getting shit done.
Not even close today. Like, at all.
Last night the two littles' just didn't want to sleep so I woke up (reluctantly) feeling completely off of my game and they didn't want to wake up at all. I had to dress both of them for school while they were asleep, which is like dressing a dead person while rigor mortis is setting in.
My house was a DISASTER, I didn't get all of the things done that I wanted to get done, I was short with my kids and husband as a result and I'm not even sure that I brushed my teeth today.
No matter who you are, you are not immune to the possibility of a craptastic day every now and then.
At this point I had two choices:
1. Cry and wallow in my self loathing, roll up in a corner and throw a pity party saying something like "I'm such a shitty mother. I don't deserve my wonderful husband. I can't even ADULT properly, who do I think I am?"
2. Say "so fucking what?"
So what the house looks like a bomb went off in every room, multiple times.
So what the laundry stayed in the washer all day and I'll have to wash it again in the morning so it doesn't smell like the bog of eternal stench.
So what my to-do list didn't get completely checked off.
So what I didn't shower.
So fucking what?!
Tomorrow is a new, glorious, beautiful day that I get to wake up and be with my healthy, happy kids.
I get to kiss my husband goodbye in the morning.
I get to do my best one more day and dammit that is good enough because I am awesome and beautiful and making a difference in this world.
Guess which option I chose?
I might even paint my nails or take the kids for ice cream tomorrow if for no other reason than it makes me happy and that's truly what it's all about anyway... after I clean up this house :)