Parenting: Real Life

Today, I made my child cry.

Today, I didn't do the right thing. I didn't calmly listen. 

I lost my temper, I yelled at my sweet, sweet Wyatt.

I screamed at him because he didn't follow my directions. 

I justified it by reminding myself that I'm sick and tired, he didn't listen the four previous times I asked him to get dressed for school, he was messing with Roman, he was blah blah blah.

Then I was so wrapped up in my own selfish justification, that I stayed mad for almost an hour. 

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We do goodbye hugs and kisses before we leave the house for school. As I'm going down the line, I get to Wyatt. He looks at me and says "Do I get a huggie today, Mommy?"

I can't believe I made him feel so badly, because I couldn't keep it together. 

I broke down and hugged my sweet boy, and he accepted my apology without a second thought.

We danced it out in the car on the way to school and the interaction was gone from his brain, but it stuck with me all day.

I really don't want to put this out there because I am ashamed but I also know that hiding it doesn't help anyone. 

This is motherhood. This is real life. No one is perfect and we can all be imperfect together. 

Much love, mamas.