It sneaks up and bashes me over the head. Before I have a chance to steel myself I am in the throws of chaos. There are only just so many times my anger button can get pushed before it breaks in the "on" position. At that point I am often badly behaved myself, compounding the problem. Two first graders and one adult erupting, lashing out, struggling for control. I am the parent. I am suppose to be in control. When I am not, I feel like a failure.
So I tell myself "if only I had known it would be like this, I could've" what? And then why didn't I without needing to be warned?
I'm exhausted. Emotionally spent.
Looking forward to a new day, fingers crossed.
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