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I’m too tired to be a mom today.

I’m too tired to break up one more fight about the Playstation. I’m too tired to wipe one more butt. I’m too tired to get one more snack. I’m too tired to make you turn off the TV.

I’m too tired to be a mom today.

I can’t seem to get it right today. I can’t empty the sink of its dirty dishes. I can’t pick up all the dirty socks all over the house. I can’t clear my kitchen counters of it’s endless clutter.

I’m too tired to be a mom today.

I just want to be selfish. I just want to indulge myself. I just want to read a good book. I just want to lie in bed. I just want to watch my shows, uninterrupted. I just want to eat all the good snacks.

I’m too tired to be a mom today.

I’m not sure if I’ve failed you. I’m not sure if you know you’re amazing. I’m not sure if I’ve disciplined you enough. I’m not sure if I’ve disciplined you too much. I’m not sure if you know enough life skills.

I’m too tired to be a mom today.

I want to pretend I’m someone else. I want to stroll around the mall with nothing to do. I want to go shopping for shoes I can’t afford. I want to go to a salon and change the outer me. I want to pick out an outfit that is white and impractical.

I’m too tired to be a mom today.

I just want to be a wife. I want to have romance instead of parenting discussions. I want to kiss instead of argue. I want to be silly and carefree. I want to dress up and wear perfume.

I’m too tired to be a mom today.

Maybe tomorrow I will feel inspired to be a better me. Tomorrow I will smile as you ask for another bowl of cereal before I have even sipped my coffee. Tomorrow I will come to you as your cry for me, eager to comfort you and be needed. Tomorrow I will clean the bathroom and be proud of the tasks I complete. Tomorrow I will tell you I love you all day and how great you are. I will chase you outside and be silly with you. I will turn off the TV and pull out a board game. I will teach you to bake a new kind of cookie, and we will make memories. I will happily wear my yoga pants and put a headband on as I spend the day being a mom. Your mom.

I’m too tired today . . . but tomorrow is a new day.

Hannah Carpenter

I am simply a crazy and stressed homeschool mom living in Ohio. I have five amazing kids and one incredible husband who still loves me after 15 years. Most importantly, I am a daughter of the King who is trying to honor Him everyday through my parenting, teaching, art and writing.

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