Parenting
A few weeks back, I found myself in one of those chaotic days. We were late for school, and just as we were about to leave, I realized I had forgotten the keys. The day was packed with a school meeting, an orthodontist appointment, and a mountain of work waiting for me. My phone buzzed incessantly with a flurry of texts, emails, and reminders, while the laundry piled up, the floors remained sticky, and our fridge was practically barren.
I told myself to push through the day and tackle the messages later, but curiosity got the best of me. What if I missed something crucial? What if the school was trying to reach me? I was desperate for a little self-care, and the thought of my upcoming facial being canceled made me anxious. Each time I glanced at my phone, my stomach twisted a little more; it became clear I had a lot on my plate in the weeks ahead.
After an hour-long drive to my daughter’s soccer game and some hastily devoured fast food, I finally had a moment to breathe. I chatted with another mom about the struggles of finding a dress for a 14-year-old girl. With a semi-formal dance approaching, we both had taken our daughters out shopping, and let’s just say, it was a rollercoaster of emotions. Tears were shed, and neither of us could console our girls.
“I’m stressed,” I admitted.
“I hate this,” she replied, then asked, “Are you involved in the dance committee?”
“Nope. I can’t manage another thing. I know the date, and I’ll get my daughter and her friends there, but that’s all I can commit to,” I responded.
“Thank goodness — me too. I’m at my limit,” she said.
Her words resonated with me, and we both found solace in our shared overwhelm as we enjoyed the rest of the game, free from judgment about not being able to contribute to the dance.
I know I may seem like a jerk to other parents at times, but in reality, I’m just struggling to keep it all together. My son brought home a permission slip for a field trip, and I can barely ensure we have food at home, let alone clean clothes every morning. Add to that three dentist appointments in a single week, refinancing my house, my daughter’s birthday, and the urgent need to get my son’s vaccination records to summer camp — it’s a lot.
Oh, and let’s not forget the car inspection due by the end of the month.
I recognize that this is just life, and everyone juggles similar responsibilities. I’m not looking for sympathy, though I wouldn’t refuse it if offered. Some weeks, I’m so overwhelmed trying to keep three teenagers happy, perform well at work, and manage basic household tasks that even the smallest request, like bringing pretzels for a class party, feels like the last straw.
The only way to cope is to be mindful of my limits. Once I reach my threshold, I have to say no to everything else. I know that if I overextend myself, I’ll end up as a disheveled mess, likely forgetting important details and feeling completely frazzled.
I’ve become comfortable with saying no when I really can’t take on more. Yet, I still wince at times, knowing that I might come off as unfriendly when I ignore emails or decline requests for help. Perhaps one day I’ll find the bandwidth to participate in committees and respond to every message, but for now, my priority is keeping everything running smoothly. It’s all I can do to ensure we have food in the house, avoid missing orthodontist appointments, and help my daughter find a dress for the dance.
If others see me as a jerk, so be it. It’s better than being perceived as forgetful. My mental health must come first; after all, you can’t pour from an empty cup. I can’t afford to be constantly anxious about what I might be forgetting or how I appear to others. More importantly, I need to be present for my family, and I can’t do that if I’m always trying to please everyone else.
By setting boundaries and recognizing my limits, I’m able to be a better version of myself for my kids, and that sense of peace allows me to spread positivity to others. That’s the narrative I need to embrace in this stage of my life. So, if you notice other parents who seem to be overwhelmed, consider that they may just be trying to navigate their daily challenges while remembering to breathe — and maybe even grab a loaf of bread on the way home for their kids’ sandwiches.
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Summary
This piece reflects on the overwhelming nature of parenting and the challenges of balancing various responsibilities. The author acknowledges the struggle to meet expectations while prioritizing mental health and family needs. By setting boundaries and saying no when necessary, they aim to be a better version of themselves for their children and manage the chaos of daily life.