It always happens that there is a mama in the crowd who wants to teach her two year old not to hit.
I ask how old the kids are: 1 and 2.
I see the fatigue. I see the deep, deep tired in her eyes.
1 and 2?
Come on. Those ages are parenting warfare. Sweet BUT exhausting ages.
I always say, “let’s make it easy, where do you need the help? Support? You need rest, mama. You need rest.”
Always, tears in the eyes for the mother.
We become so accustomed to the hustle, to the hard, to the exhaustion, that when someone even suggests we take it easy, to rest, to slow down…it hurts. It hits a nerve.
If you have little-littles at home, you needs friends, family, mom’s groups, anyone and everyone. You need mother’s helpers, babysitters, nannies, neighbors…anyone safe.
You are not a better mother if you go it alone (and suffer).
Now, close the computer and take a nap. You’ve earned it.
xoxo.
