June 18th, 2013
Dear moms who are googling “exhausted mom of toddler” or “exhausted mom” or “mother of toddler exhaustion” (which makes it sound like we have a disease) or “I’m so tired and my toddler is wide awake” (my personal favorite search term), I know you’re out there and I know you’re tired. I see your google searches pop up on my analytics and I see that you click hopefully on this post from a few years ago when I was a tired mom too.
Since then, I’ve gotten more tired. I’ve had another child who has turned into another toddler. My first toddler has outgrown naps so she’s awake all day long and that means I have to be too.
And that’s hard.
So I thought I’d post this to make all of you tired moms feel better. All of you googling “tired working mom” or “exhausted mom of two,” I thought I’d let you know that I’m tired too.
The end of the school year was hard. It was exciting and extraordinary in so many ways, but on Saturdays the week would catch up with me. I’d feel the tired creeping deep in my bones. And I’d fight it off again. Because I have a toddler and an almost kindergartener and there’s no time for tired.
A few weeks ago, in the throes of end-of-school festivities and preparations, I sat down on the couch with Nora while Miles napped in his crib.
That night, Ken and I went out to dinner and since we still talk about our kids while we’re trying to steal time away for ourselves, I flipped through my photos to show him a few from our day.
First I found this photo:
And I didn’t remember taking a photo of a stuffed animal laying on the floor.
Next was this photo:
I knew I hadn’t taken a photo of my very messy living room.
So I scrolled again and found these:
So it turns out that Nora had been doing such a good job with her quiet time that she had snuck my phone away to take a few photos of her surroundings and her iPad screen.
I was still a bit mystified by all of this, however, until I scrolled to the final photo. The photo that made Ken and I laugh a bit uncontrollably as we waited to be seated at the restaurant.
Because, this photo, fellow exhausted moms? This photo is proof of just how tired we are.
Yep. That’s me. Curled up on the couch as Miles slept and Nora played (and took incriminating photos).
We can fight the tired. But sometimes the tired wins.