Emma Ramey just woke up in a funky mood. It was one of those times that nothing was right in her little world. The banana she normally loves for breakfast wasn't right. Mommy sitting on the couch made her mad. Mommy sitting on the floor playing with her made her mad. Even sitting on my bed watching cartoons (normally her favorite) just didn't do it - apparently we were on the wrong channel, as referenced by her shoving the remote in my face and screaming.
That kind of morning can take it out of a mommy. I felt defeated. Especially at this "almost communicating but still struggling" stage of Emma Ramey's life, she just can't tell me what she wants most of the time - and it hurts my mommy heart that I can't give her what she wants. At the same time, I'm struggling to help her become self-sufficient and not need to ask Mommy for what she needs all the time.
I say all that to say this - the job of Mommy can be tough sometimes. Recently (on Facebook, of course), I saw another mommy say that stay-at-home-moms basically had no right to complain because they had the job she longed for. I was a little taken aback. I adore my job beyond words, and I know that I have an occupation that many desire so much...I don't take that lightly. If you're a working mommy and reading this post, please (PLEASE) don't be offended that I'm saying this or think I'm complaining about what I'm blessed to do - that's not what I meant at all. But whether you're a working mommy or you stay home with your babies, this job can be challenging as well as amazing, and I want all mommies to acknowledge that we all face challenges and are doing the best we can with them. More than anything, I want mommies to start being each other's cheerleaders and stop being each other's enemies.
Mornings like this morning happen - but to every rough morning there is an afternoon. We ventured outside to play with sidewalk chalk, and all was right with the world. This fussy baby's frown was turned upside down, and I remembered that I have the most rewarding job ever. It's work, but it's work worth doing.
There are the times I get to walk into Emma Ramey's room after a nap and her face lights up to see me. Or I get into a tickle fight with her and hear that belly laugh that melts my heart. Or she leans her head onto my shoulder when she's almost ready for bed. Those times cancel out the tough mornings and then some.
This mommy business isn't easy - but it's everything I ever hoped for. It's the job that will define this life of mine and I wouldn't have it any other way.