Do you ever have days where you feel like you're failing as a parent? If you answered "No", then please stop reading and scroll on down to the next blog in your feed.
Today is the first day of harvest. That means long hours in the field for Brad. They don't quit at 5:00. They are sometimes in the field until 10 or 11:00, sometimes later. When the weather is right, it's go time. While I feel like I should be excited that this time of year is here, I'm struggling to feel like an adequate parent. I thought, at the time, that last harvest was a tough one. Besides the drought of 2012, we brought home a newborn on October 2nd. Right smack dab in the middle of harvest. All of a sudden I had to juggle a 6 year old, a 4 year old, and a newborn.
Tonight the girls had gymnastics until 7. I took them to McDonald's because I was exhausted after wrestling Jo for 2 hours at the gym. That girl does not sit still and she wants to be right on the floor with the rest of the girls! I ended up sitting in the drive-thru for 15 minutes because they got my order mixed up with someone else's. Jo screamed the whole 15 minute drive home. She is in a very needy/whiny phase right now. At least I'm really hoping it's just a phase. She wants to be held non-stop. If she sees me walk out of the room, she starts whining and will find me, pull herself up on my legs and demand to be held.
So, we got home at 7:35, eat our fabulous supper of Mickey D's. Then it's time for B to do her homework. While I'm trying to help her, Jo is whining at my leg. Then it was bath and shower time for all three of them. The moment when I was about ready to burst into tears was bedtime. The girls had brushed their teeth and they both wanted to read a story. They wanted two separate books. ( Jo has gone upstairs with us to put them to bed since she was a newborn. It's our routine and it's what works.) While I was reading Mel her story, Jo whined/cried. While I was reading B her story, Jo whined/cried. I felt like a failure because I couldn't cater to each of their needs. Suddenly last harvest seemed like a walk in the park. Newborns cry. You feed them, change them, pop a paci in their mouth. Now I have a crawling, almost toddling 11.5 month old who is into everything!
I feel like I'm failing. I feel like I can't spend enough time with all three of them. I feel like I can't keep up with all the homework/sign ups that B is bringing home. I feel like I'm failing at keeping a clean house/yard. I feel like I'm failing as a farm wife. This is our life. I'm supposed to be able to deal with the early mornings, late nights and all the chaos in between. Why do I find this to be so hard?
Lord, grant me the stength I need to get through this hectic time in my life.