I'm the mother who...

   

Taken from My Adventures Through Mommyhood's
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    I'm the mother who:   Got tired of the whining and dramatics yesterday.   Could hear her daughter sassing her grandma on the other side of the store.   Yelled "Caitlin Elizabeth" and the entire store stopped and turned.   Got tired of the opposition put forth by a small five year old.   When faced with so much opposition from said five year old, screamed so loud and with such force, is convinced she pulled a muscle.   Made dinner anyway with a red face of embarrassment, and a conscience overloaded with mommy guilt.   Almost lost it again when both kids refused to eat said dinner.   Quietly and quickly left dad in charge, and went for a walk, alone, to think about things and calm down.   Wonders why some days are like clock work, and others are like a word problem.   Pulled herself together, as best as she could, read bedtime stories and visited Pinterest.   Climbed into bed, and thanked God for blessing me. With another day to make mistakes. And with children who, at this age don't remember them.   Prayed for more days, more blessing, and more patience.     Are you a "mother who", too?