You know you should be sleeping.
But sleep seems impossible. Every time you shut your eyes, your mind flashes a reel of your latest shortcomings.
You see the moment earlier today when your patience collapsed and you screamed at your kids. You see their little eyes grow wide at your unfettered anger and frustration.
Or perhaps it’s when you caved and made them boxed mac & cheese for dinner—for the third time this week.
Or when you missed your child’s first jump off the diving board because you were too distracted by your phone. Now you’re haunted by their tears when they asked, “Mommy, did you see me?!”
Maybe it’s even bigger than that.
Maybe it’s the day when your daughter was finally diagnosed with a special need. You wonder how you could have missed it—and how much pain could have been spared if you hadn’t.
Or the day you maxed out your credit card right before your son’s birthday.
Or the day you were so depressed you struggled to get out of bed, let alone be a parent.
You close your eyes and there it is. You can’t forget it. You can’t block it out. You feel like the lowest of the low as you wonder: More →