My Disheveled Life

There are moms that work.  There are moms that stay home.  There are single moms.  Rich moms.  Poor moms.  But there's one thing they all have in common:  Unbelievably Shitty Days.  That's right.  I feel like moms today are afraid to say that mommyhood isn't always fun.  That sometimes you want to run screaming to the nearest rock and hide under it and pray that those little feet don't follow you. Look, I love my kids.  More than anything in this world.  But I simply cannot lie and say it's all rainbows and butterflies all the damn time.  Let's talk about a recent event, shall we?  And by event, I mean day, like hours of back to back shit. Tuesday morning.  It started out normal.  You know, wake up late and make the whole family suffer thru my yelling and rushing because I couldn't wake up on time.  The threats.  'If you don't get out of bed by the time I count to three, no tablet for you tonight' or 'I swear to God I will leave you home an