We all have those days. You know the ones. The days that seem endless. The ones where you open your eyes and everything just seems… hard. The kids are fighting, crying, clingy. They’re making mess and giving attitude. Honestly? These days are shit.
I’ve had a few of these days lately. It seems sometimes that the world is piling stress on top of stress and all of a sudden you’re a person that you don’t really want to be. I’m snapping at my kids for the smallest things and hating myself for hours afterwards. My patience is out the window.