Dear Husband - I'm Sorry You Get Me at My Worst

Dear Husband- I’m sorry you get me at my worst.

After long hard days with the kids when I’m too tired to even mutter a kind word.

I’m sorry you don’t always see me when the patience is still going strong and their demands haven’t worn me down.

Instead you get me at my worst most days. Exhausted, fed up, worn down and touched out.

You get me after 52 snacks have been served up and cleaned up and I just don’t want to step foot in the kitchen the rest of my life.

You get me after homework has been fought over and music lessons have been bargained.

You get me after endless requests for screen time and constant negotiations over chores.

You get me after laundry and errands and emails and grocery shopping.

You get me at the end of the day when you’re tired and they’re tired and everyone knows the mama’s tired.

You don’t always see the happy me that still has energy for a craft and is still willing to read one more story to the kid that always asks for one more.

You see me say no, roll my eyes, get exasperated and sometimes just look at you and say – “I’m done”

I’m not always open to more talks with you after talking with our littles all day.

I’m not always willing to give you attention or time or even a complete sentence.

You get me at my worst when I want to say no to you too.

You get me when I want to crawl into bed and there is nothing left for the one who was here before they all came along.

But know this – even though you get me at my worst, I see you and I hope you see me and this takes work and I’m trying.

I say yes when it’s hard solely because I want to be with you. Alone. Today was a good day and we remembered why we do this.

You get me at my worst some days but one day it will be just you and me.

And we’ll have all the hours in the day to talk and I’ll still be here. Wanting to spend time with you.

And happy we both pushed through.

So thank you for loving me at my worst and best and everything in between right now. This stage of raising humans is hard but there is no one else that would take me at my worst and love anyway. ❤️