...and Then there are Days

There are days when I wake up ready for and excited about the day. Those are the days when all is just right in my world and there is nothing that can change my mood.

And then there are days when I wake up wondering just what I can do to lift the overwhelming desire to crawl back into the warmth of my bed. I wonder what about this day will be missed if I choose to just check out. Check out of the mundane duties that really should be done, and why not today? Check out on one of few days the kids have home from school and just watch Lifetime Movies all day, when I should be interacting, plugging in as their mother.

Then I realize - they are the very reason I cannot 'check out'. So I drag myself upstairs to get ready for the day. I give myself the 'You can DO this' pep talk in the bathroom mirror. I pull it together for no other reason than because I am a mother, I am their mother, the only one they'll ever have. And one day they won't care if I would rather stay in bed and watch Lifetime Movies all day. It will be THAT day I spend regretting having checked out when they wanted to hang with me. And the present day me cannot stand the lack of air I feel just thinking about those 'lost' days when the kids are older.

There are days when you feel like a million bucks, and then there are days like today. But when you are a mother, you don't always get to choose to tend to your own needs - actually, it can be very rarely - so because I am their mother, I will get it together because yes, I can do this. Then maybe later, I can collapse into a pile of lazy bones and read or, heck, watch Lifetime Movies all day.