Does anyone ever catch themselves feeling absolutely miserable with their child every now and then? This week has felt very long. We have had tantrums, a lovely new trick where Jack bangs his head on things, and head butting introduced this week and frankly, I’m exhausted. Then all of the sudden- he tipped his head back in the swing, and I saw the reason. One shiny new tooth.

Cue Mom guilt!

I know, like many other rational humans, that it is human nature to feel frustrated and tired sometimes. But the irrational mom part of me feels absolutely terrible! Teeth are painful and uncomfortable- and imagine how you would feel if a giant piece of bone shoved its way into your mouth!

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There’s no right answer to this feeling, and there’s no way to force myself to feel more patient for next time, or to be more kind to myself when I do feel fed up. I just thought that I would put out some mom-realness into the internet.

My words of encouragement are only this: I feel this way, which means others must too. We all love our babies, we all feel fed up and frustrated, we all wish that we remembered to put the clothes from the washer to the dryer…

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