I got yelled at twice today by two different people – both pretty important people in my life … and both within a couple of hours of each other!! I am not going to elaborate or go into detail of the who/what/why/when/why and how because both people did apologise for the yelling part (even though I admit there was a reason behind the yelling – i.e. Dee has fucked up again) and it’s all dealt with and okay now … but it really did get me thinking.
I am wondering whether I’ve been too “up in the clouds” about everything lately. I do have a tendancy to kind of go off on a tangent with things and I KNOW get a little over enthusiastic … but if I don’t put myself out there and actively make changes then nothing is going to happen. I cannot just sit here and wait for things to happen for me because life just doesn’t work that way.
It just feels like no matter what I do I am in the wrong at the moment. I seem to go from feeling up to feeling totally crap and that I am the worst person in the world!
Translated – I am a bad mother.
I’m worried about my relationship with my children. Part of me doesn’t want to say anything here because I know Megan sometimes reads my blog and a lot of my friends & family read what I write here … but if being honest on my blog means that the people close to me can get inside my head more … then that’s what this is all about!!
I am working a LOT at the moment. Every spare minute I have is spent working … I’m either on my laptop working on the website, designing promotions, doing accounts & paperwork … or I am out of the house at the workshop.
I worry that I don’t have enough quality time with them – that I am too focussed on myself & the business right now and that they will end up resenting me for it. They are at such a critical age at the moment – both of them and I want nothing more than for them to both look back on their childhood and say to people that they had a brilliant childhood!!
In short, I worry I am not doing a good enough job as a mother.
Nathan is a funny one … because of his “problems” … I honestly think that as long as he is fed, watered and has access to a computer and his nightly “snuggles” with me on the sofa then he’ll be just fine. If I want to actually TALK to him, I need to sit with him on the stairs where there are no distractions and then I’ll get all of 5 minutes before he loses interest! He is very hard to actually get inside of because of his ADHD/Aspergers … but at the same time he is very very loving and we have a wonderful relationship. I can say without question that Nathan hugs are THE best in the world!
It’s Megan I worry about. She is nearly ten and those double figures are a scary birthday number for a mother – well, for me anyway! She is so grown up and at the age now where she is really developing as a young lady as well as an individual with her own distinct tastes, likes & dislikes. I’m worried that I work too much and don’t spend enough quality time with her. I want her to look back on her childhood and truly know that her Mum was there for her no matter what. I worry that I don’t get to spend enough time with her and that there is just “too much to do” with the accounts, working on the website etc when I am at home … that’s when I’m not trying to clean up and stay on top of the housework! The rest of the time she’s at school or I’m at work!
I just want my kids to know that the whole reason why I am doing this is for them. I need them to know that I work hard to try to give them a better future and to make up for the mistakes I made in the past. I still make mistakes every single day, but I realised not too long ago that I’m not superwoman and that it is okay not to be able to do everything. Gawd knows I still have a hell of a lot to put them through yet, but I’ll take it one day at a time.
Even though I am very much aware of mistakes I’ve made in the past and I work so hard to try to fix them, I still screw up! I’m not perfect. Far from it. Today for example … being yelled at twice by two different people for two different reasons. It really brought me down.
Anyway … I think I need a bath and an early night. It’s Monday tomorrow – a new day and a new week.