Dear Me.....

A note to myself in a moment of madness.....

Dear Me,

It's time to just take a deep breath. Calm down, relax, and breathe. There are moments when chaos is acceptable. Don't worry that the house is a disaster, that breakfast is currently just a puddle of pancake batter mixed with all your laundry quarters on the kitchen floor, that its ten o'clock and your 0 for 3 getting anybody ready for the day. That there is an entire whiny soundtrack accompanying the scene. Or that the baby has eaten pretty much continuously for the past 24 hours and shows no sign of slowing down. The house will not disintegrate under the clutter, no one will starve and there is still plenty of time to get dressed.

If you need to, put the girls somewhere secure while you shut yourself in the bathroom for a two-minute tantrum of your own. Go ahead, jump up and down, flail on the floor, whatever you need to do. Then come out and embrace it. Dance in your pajamas. Be silly with them. Make them laugh, and let them make you laugh. Live in this moment, for it surely will pass. Speak gently, teach patiently, love tenderly. Because I promise you this, whether flavored as a sludgy nightmare or a cotton-candy daydream, today is only happening once.

Love,
Yourself