I’m a natural-born control freak. I’m a mom of three. The words control and kids are not two that tend to blend well. The combination of these two means I get angry a lot.
I get angry when I can’t go to the gym when my kids are sick.
I get angry when no one eats the dinner I made with complains of being hungry an hour later.
I get angry when it feels as there is constant squabbling in the first hour of my little ones emerging from their beds.
I get angry when I just want to watch a television show with guns and sex for entertainment but can’t.
I get angry when I have the flu but no one cares.
I get angry when I just want to eat a meal in peace rather than be asked for something every time I attempt to put a fork to my lips.
I get angry when all I want to do is read a book in silence for 10 minutes.
I get angry when I just want to take a shower but everyone needs to poop all at one time.
I get angry when i want to eat a piece of chocolate without hiding in a pantry or separate room.
I get angry when babysitters cancel last minute.
I get angry when I want to leave the house without it taking 30 minutes to get everyone out the door.
I get angry when everyone has clean clothes and I can’t find a pair of socks for myself.
I get angry when other moms say that they never get angry. I get angry when getting angry as a mom is taboo. Getting angry is part of the job of a mom, how you handle that anger is another factor in the equation. I have no fear of my anger, no shame either. I face my anger straight on, I accept it and recognize it. I express it to my spouse, my mom and my friends. As a MOPS Coordinator I share it with my members to let them know they are not alone in their anger. “Mom anger” isn’t just for control freaks, it’s a reality for all moms. Rather than denying that it exists, I embrace it, I deal with it and I use it to motivate happiness and solutions to bad days and terrible mommy moments. Without anger you can’t have happy. Deal with the anger to get to the happy.