When Mommy Has a Meltdown

When Mommy Has a Meltdowna poem for my kids

When Mommy has a meltdown

There may be a thousand reasons why

But one of those isn’t you sweet girl

How could you make mom cry?

 

Couldn’t be your hits and bites

Or your ever-shorter fuse.

Not even your “Don’t look at me”

Could cause this mom to lose

 

All sense of peace and self-control

All strength to stop the flow

Of tears and sobs and weeps and cries

That bring a whole new low.

 

When Mommy has a meltdown

It’s just best to let her be.

Let her cry into her hands

And wipe mascara from her cheeks.

 

Oh my sweet girl the truth might be

That Mommy’s just too tired

To keep her tear ducts locked up tight

She didn’t get the sleep required

 

To be the mom you need today

The puppeteer, Mr. Bear, the chauffeur.

To cart you to your many things

Might be too much for her.

 

When Mommy has a meltdown

She’s not at her best.

Just ask to turn on Daniel Tiger

So she can take a rest.

 

Melting down can be the result

Of playing the comparison game

To other moms she doesn’t know

Who seem not to struggle the same.

 

Other moms who put makeup on

And have their hair curled and styled

Who keep themselves put together

And of course have control of their child.

 

When Mommy has a meltdown

She just might need a break

A chance to rediscover

The difference she could make.

 

The very thing that she was meant

To be, to do, to see.

Finding this, she’ll come alive

Inside and outside her family.

 

So tell your Daddy or a friend

To give your mom some space.

A quiet time, a girls’ night out,

To find her happy place.

 

When Mommy has a meltdown

Wrap your arms around her tight.

Tell her she is doing great.

That she is doing lots of right.

 

That she’s the best mom on the planet.

You couldn’t ask for more.

She’s teaching you all sorts of things

About the world outside your door.

 

She’s teaching you to love

To be patient and be kind.

She’s the one you look up to

Who you want to be just like.

 

Reason My Kid Was Crying

Have you ever seen the posts going around Facebook/Pinterest/Internet called Reasons My Kids Are Crying?

Here are just a few examples.  (If you want more, you can find some here and here.)

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So as the mother of a pre-toddler, I was always wondering what Josie’s “ridiculous” tantrum would be about.  Sure, we’ve had the “don’t eat dog food” and “no, you can’t go outside right now” tantrums.  No biggie.

But earlier this week, I picked Josie up from daycare, and at the stop light, I turned around, looked her in the eye, and told her that I loved her.  She said, “NO!” and proceeded to lose her mind completely.  She was inconsolable.

When I unhooked her from the car seat, she struggled away from me and climbed into the back window of the car…where she screamed forever.  I kept trying to restrain her, to no avail.

It got to the point where the neighbors walking their dogs HAD to consider whether or not to call 911.

Eventually, we made it through.  As we always do.  Sometimes it seems like these horrible moments last FOREVER!  But I always try to remember that it’s a blip on the radar of real life.  And there are always more highs than lows!

So, someday, maybe you’ll see this meme on a toddler blog:

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*Update: since this blog was written, I can now tell Josie I love her about 99% of the time without a meltdown!  That’s progress!