I Love My Kid But Dang

I love my kid but dang;

I’m tired.

I was up 1/2 the night, if not all of it, because he wouldn’t sleep

And now he’s awake for the day

It’s 6am

I love my kid but dang;

I’m overstimulated.

He won’t stop whining & crying

The dog is barking

There are dishes in the sink & I stepped on a crumb; I vacuumed yesterday!

I love my kid but dang;

I’m burnt out.

I feel like a robot

Day in & day out

From eyes open until eyes closed

I love my kid but dang;

I don’t know what this other feeling is.

He laughs at my horrible dance moves & jokes

He runs into my arms

He says, ‘Mama’ & gives kisses

Bittersweet? That about sums it up.

But mostly sweet.

I love my kid but damn-

Time, you’re a thief.

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Sandra over at My Best Mom Friend said it best:

"Motherhood is the loudest lonely I've ever felt. It's filled with moments of busy-bored, happy-sad, and tears and laughter on end. It's the most messy, all-consumingly beautiful and challenging thing I've ever loved. It's so complex there's just no simple way to describe it."