10/09/2026
Please tell me Iām not the only one who sometimes gets to the end of the day and realises the people I love most got the least patient version of me.
From the minute we wake up, it feels like thereās just so much needing my attention. Getting everyone ready for school, making sure they have what they need, work, appointments, life admin, extra murals, homework, supper⦠and somewhere in between trying to keep up with friends and everything else going on.
By the time weāre finally all home and I actually want to just be with my family, Iām often completely done.
And thatās when the smallest things get to me. Someone asks a perfectly normal question and I'm irritated. Iām snappy. Iām rushing everyone. Sometimes I just want nobody to need anything from me for five minutes.
Then the kids go to sleep, everything goes quiet and the mom guilt kicks in.
I think about all the moments where I could have been more patient. Kinder. More present. Just better.
I tell myself tomorrow Iām going to do better.
And then tomorrow comes with another full day of everyone and everything needing something⦠and somehow we end up right back there again.
I donāt think itās because I donāt want to give my family the best of me. I think some days Iāve just given so much of myself away by the time I get to them that thereās not much left.
Does anyone else get caught in this cycle?
And if youāve actually found a way to not arrive at the end of the day completely stretched thin, I genuinely want to know what helps.