Boarding School Therapy

Today was one of those days where school seemed like a really great idea. Kids on each others’ last nerve, that mine nearly split to a gazillion pieces. But not only did school sound good to me, but boarding school even became a strong fantasy. Literally, dreamt of what it would be like to ship them off to a week of boarding school, just so they could truly realize how great they really have it. Just a smidge of appreciation is all I’m askin’ for. It really can’t be too much to ask for, or is it? Do we mama’s really have to wait till they have kids of their own to really reflect on their own childhood and say, “man…. my mama was so awesome to me. She really did the best she could, for the imperfect person that she is.” : ) Ha…. really, though. I’m not perfect. I screw up more than I’d care to admit…. however, they must know and realize I have their best intentions at the forefront of every move I make. Or, again… do they? The pay off for me (as I’m sure for most moms out there) is just a smidge of appreciation. Just a smidge really. Like after a day-from-hell, it really really helped for the kids to realize just how upset I really was and there was a long round of hugs and “I love you’s” going around. Is it so much to ask that we just have that instead of the shitty day? ; ) Ugh. My head hurts and I’m going to bed!