I don’t know how it happened, but I seem to have become Momzilla. I snap at my kids. I avoid conversations at the park or playground. I snap at my husband. I avoid my mom friends. Why? Because I’m angry all the time. Angry about what? I have no earthly idea. I blame it on hormones. But whatever it is, I have to make it stop!
My poor kids! They ate lunch in silence today because they realized that I was snapping at them over every little infraction. On one hand, it was nice to see them actually respect my authority and respond to something I said. On the other hand, I felt a little quite a bit guilty for making them afraid to speak.
But ahhh, the silence…
Excuse me now, but I have to go make dinner for a friend who just had a baby. Once it’s made I’ll slap on my most congenial smile, drop it off at her house (oohing and ahhing appropriately over her new baby – but only for the appropriate minute), and then slither back into my car glad that I don’t have to make real conversation with someone. How bad is that?