Today was one of those days. Just keepin’ it real.
Battles and tears and accidental owies and stomping up stairs and other activities began before church and carried well through Sacrament Meeting. Haylie has perfected her high pitched shriek and refuses to sit peacefully on laps for 3 hours (well, what nearly-16-month-old baby DOES???). She has also perfected her “arched-back slide down mommy’s legs” move which is always a favorite and loves to run around Sunday School and Relief Society with me chasing ungracefully and interrupting-ly behind her. And nothing in our bag even remotely entertains her. Brandon was super grumpy and had a tough time and preferred to writhe on the the floor at certain moments. Sometimes I wonder if his ears are functioning because he doesn’t seem to hear what we say. Annie was probably the easiest child at church today but she was just making up for her horrendous cry-whine fest on our hike up to Cecret Lake yesterday. I think she cried/whined for one hour straight, at least. Her dirty face with muddy tear streaks was quite the sight to see. Only at the end did she finally say that her foot hurt so we took off her shoe to find a blister. Then we felt bad. But our nerves were shot. It was a pretty hike though. I shall post pictures of it one day.
But anyway, today was one of those days, where we wonder a little teeny tiny bit why we even try to go to church because it’s hard to even get to listen to any talks or lessons or feel the Spirit, we’re too busy wrangling kids or using our “angry whisper voice” because we are certain that our family is the naughtiest and least-reverent family that ever was created. And feel guilty a little bit because we aren’t supposed to come to church angry and frustrated, right??? Has anyone ever felt this way?? And then I start thinking of other ways I fall short and the negative thoughts start creeping in–I stink at motherhood, I have no friends, my house is a disaster, I can’t finish projects, I’m a beached whale, I smell bad. Silly things like that!! That needs to stop!!! I just feel like sometimes Satan really works hard on us mothers. He recognizes how important our role is in the eternal perspective. So I’m really trying to not let those negative thoughts push out the happy thoughts!! And so….. we keep on going. We go to church every week because we know that Heavenly Father recognizes that we are TRYING and that has to count for something!!! And we have strong testimonies and we want our children to learn more about Christ and the gospel and develop testimonies of their own. And we love the Lord. And we love our children. And even though we have rotton days we still want our family to be eternal! So we are trying. And usually it’s not quite so horrible–today was just one of those days. I will just remember that we’re not the only ones who has days like these and of course we’ll survive!
I don’t like to complain too much on here. There were good moments today too. We sang Primary songs before church and it was adorable. We snuggled on the couch together. Annie told me I was pretty. We ate dinner as a family and talked with one another and they said dinner was yummy. And apologies were given and accepted from earlier events mentioned in this very blog post. Popsicles for dessert. A little Extreme Makeover: Home Edition episode about a sweet little boy with Leukemia to make you really realize how good and blessed your life is, even on the tough days. I love my family completely, even when the kids drive me nearly insane!!!
So I just had a chocolate chip cookie and snuggled Haylie one last time and now the kids are all asleep (Jaden is too–I’m telling you, it was an exhausting day!) and I’m feeling that things are okay. Here’s to hoping next Sunday is a better one for this little family.
This long ramble is over! I’ll give you a cookie too for making it this far!!
Now, I think I’m going to bed!!
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Bless your heart! We all have those days as mothers (or weeks LOL) and you are right that Satan uses those learning experiences to make us doubt ourselves and our purpose. Instead, remember that "everything shall be for your good" if we choose to use it that way. It's so difficult for me to even imagine you doubting yourself when I see an amazing wife, incredible mother, caring friend, talented creator, and gorgeous woman such as yourself!! Take a breath, look with eternal eyes and remember that you are loved!!! HUGS! Tomorrow can only get better! 😉
It's good to hear that your just like the rest of us. After reading your cute blog I was beginning to wonder if you ever had those days!! Hope you have a better week, and I have to mention I love the pics of your mom and grandma. Still 2 of my favorite people!!! Tell them hi for me.
I LOVE that you have days like these. I have always envisioned you as this perfect being that I will never attain to be and that your children are perfect and such. Yesterday I had the gall to tell ask Abi if she was stupid and told her to shut-up after her crying fest before church. Carly fell on the hymnbook holder at church and bashed her ear in pretty good and then Connor's teacher told me that she thinks he has ADHD. She must not know that Connor is my mellowest child.
Sunday's are hard. Monday's are better (mostly because our expectations are greatly lowered and we are greatly humbled).
Your day sounded like my day. Church has become more of a struggle for sure now the Brooke is on the move and her vocal range is ever increasing. Thanks for sharing your thoughts….I know I struggle often with thoughts of my imperfections and things I can do better. Satan really knows how get to us whatever means necessary. Brooke you really are such a great example to me of a great mother, wife, awesome cousin, creative genius (hence all the emails for help), and sexy mammacita. Love ya…can't wait to see you in a few days!
I could have written this same post myself! It is good to know that I'm not the only one that feels like that and has negative feeling about myself sometimes! When are we going to get together so we can commiserate??? Love you!
PS Today it's only 7:50 and I'm already in a bad mood. Darn. But, I think your post just helped a bit, so thanks!!
What? Really? Because I love every second of everyday, and my kids have never fought with each other ever. And, little Buddy did NOT just hit Birdie. I always finish all of my projects (in my mind). We are succeeding. Buddy just got out a book and said it is the "Jesus of Mormon."
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We all understand. Still miss you.
Oh Brookie how I chuckled to myself as I read this. "Angry whisper" was my favorite line! Thanks for keeping it real… we ALL have days where we wonder why we go. But you're right… we're trying & that's the best we can do right now!
Oh, 'those' days…and I only have one. Cash is generally a fabulous kid – which is what has spoiled me I'm sure. But we had one of 'those' days at church yesterday too. And I had one of 'those' weeks as a mother doubting everything because of all the things you listed. But honestly, honestly, do any of those things matter? (That's what I tell my un-showered self now.)
It all made me feel better when Janson and I discussed how happy we were with our marriage and our little family. That yes, the economy isn't doing well, which makes life a little more difficult, but other than that (and even if we did have to deal with that forever) we could do it and be happy about it because we were both working towards all the same goals together. I think it's all about that eternal perspective (sometimes quite elusive) and the wonderful companions we've chosen to travel with.
Loved your post! Not because you had a bad day but because it's comforting to know I'm not alone in my "angry whispering" etc. etc. at church. I'm usually pretty stressed during sacrament meeting. It's just a phase I tell myself…and I'll miss it all someday.
I'm so with you on battling negative thoughts. It's amazing how powerful a little thought can be.
You are so great! Hope today is better.
oh gersh. sounds like my sunday last week. i'm so sorry – they are so not fun!
You nailed it… I think most of us Moms feel this way at some point! I remember my Mom telling me that there were several years of our childhood where she got absolutely NOTHING out of going to church, and often considered not even going, but stuck with it because she wanted us to understand it was important. You're right, you definitely get points for trying Hang in there, you're definitely not alone!
it must be going around! i had one of those last week too. i felt like i was trapped in "Alexander & the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day". when i got home i looked at Beckham & said… "some days are like that, even in Australia." i am so sorry that you have those too! i always looked back & laugh that that many things can go wrong in one day, but in the moment i just want to cry! love you tons!
Yay for cookies – they always make things better. And Yay for realistic blogs – I'm glad I'm not the only one to feel that way. If it makes you feel better, I just got back from camping and had my first shower in five days
Oh Brookie! You are being way too hard on yourself. I don't think you stink and you're defenitly not a beached whale… so CHIPPER UP! I don't have 3 kids yet but I'm sure I will feel the exact same way when I do. I hate going to church now, with one baby, who does sit on our laps for 3 hours.
P.S Chocolate chip cookies ALWAYS help!
"And feel guilty a little bit because we aren't supposed to come to church angry and frustrated, right??? Has anyone ever felt this way??" Sounds like my mornings as we prepare to go to church. My eldest has a way of getting on to my nerves as we prepare to go to church, and usually, at times when I had to teach in Relief Society. I just keep telling myself, "My reactions could have been worse had I not been a member so please Help ME GOD."
Great post to capture that although motherhood and life is CRAZY it is good too!!
I am just glad you finally realized your odor problem.
What? Your kids don't just sit down and smile waiting for the next kodak (or should I say canon?) moment to be captured?
(and ditto what alishaw said!)