Sometimes I need someone to take notice of all the sacrifices I make. I don’t work out of the home, so that my girls are well taken care of. So they don’t grow up in daycare or with someone else. (Not saying it is a bad thing, just saying I prefer it that way).
I do laundry and cleaning and cooking and appointments, and running kids here and there, and homework help and everything else in between. You know, when I am not fulfilling the neverending demands of the kids.
My life revolves around the lives of the people I love. I think of them always before myself.
Sometimes, I just need a pat on the back and for someone to tell me I do a great job.
I do things with care. Like this morning, instead of handing Kira her mask (she has asthma and does a breathing treatment each morning), I let her sit on my lap and held it for her. I help them get bathed and dried and dressed. I brush and dry their hair instead of sending them to bed with it wet.
You are a great mom!
Sometimes I need to be told that I am special, pretty, awesome, loved.
Sometimes I just don’t want to assume that.
Sometimes I want to be spolied and fussed over.
I don’t want to feel like old news.
Sometimes I need that boost.
I work so hard to make everyone happy.
What about me?
That’s all I want. To be appreciated. To feel needed and loved and wanted.
I think I am worth it…