There is a saying that says, "there is a time and a season for all things". (not a direct quote... cut me some slack, I talk to children 5 and under day in and day out!) Unfortunately, this "season" of my life seems to be one void of joy and happiness. Every day that passes, I am more certain that I was not cut out to be a mother....or any form of nurturer. Shocking?! I know, right!? Honestly, I don't really think it is all that shocking. Why?
*Most of my career as a "mother" I have gone it alone. Yeah, sure, there was a paycheck coming in from the other side of the world.... but in the grand scheme of things... what I really needed was help. The Lord blessed me in many ways with some amazing friends to help me along the journey of the "single parent". But, the first sea tour in the military for us has left me severely damaged.
* I have an obsession with wanting a nice, respectable looking home. I envy those with the talent of interior decorating. I pretty much don't have a gift in that area.
* It is that obsession that drives me over the edge when I get to add another task to my housework list instead of maybe for once having some time to make something for the house. We don't have much, but I am trying with what we do have.
* Laundry piles, that get chucked around in other bins (or closets) to be folded another day. Ever wonder why we never have pressed shirts/pants? Yeah... if I don't have time to fold, you can bet I haven't dusted off the iron in YEARS.
* We own a dog that is not potty trained, and maimes herself if we stick her in a kennel - as well as pottying in the kennel creating HOURS of work to scrub and clean. I can't own a nice rug - because she'll ruin it!
* I believe that I should be given the kind of children that behave as I did as a child, which according to my parents was great! My childrens CONSTANT misbehavior is very bothersome. Lots of time in their room.
Is there hope for me? I feel that I lack friends because I am the mother to the children with the leash, whining and running away in the store, teach bad things to sweet - angelic children, and who can never sit still when we go out to eat. Will there ever be a season of "happiness"? I am honestly buried in housework, punishments, dog doo, laundry, depression, and extra weight. Could really really use a vacation - to a place where there are no children.