I’ve been a Meany.  Somewhere between summer and fall I have let the Cranky Girl take over.  I’m not sure where and she slipped in, but  somewhere in the transition of the easy, lazy days of summer to the militaristic days of school buses, laundry, homework, activities, etc., Cranky Girl has stealthily slid in place of my regular happy self.

My friends don’t see Cranky Girl.  My family knows her well and knows how and when to avoid her.  Cranky girl comes out when I feed the monster of perfection.

She shows up:

• When my messy house becomes more important than my family that played hard together all day
• When dirty dishes are more important in my mind than the conversation that happens around the dinner table.
• When wrinkles in t-shirts are more important than the person who smashed three loads of clean laundry into one laundry basket trying to get the laundry through to help me out.

Cranky girl has got to go.  There are wonderful people to cook, clean, and do laundry for.  People that make my heart soar when I take a moment to gaze into their beaming eyes of joy.  People that make me giggle when they tell me the funniest parts of their day.  People that snuggle me at the end of the day even if I have been Cranky Girl again.

Sometimes I just have to remind myself that the jobs I do as a Mom are about people.

What keeps you from seeing the love through the laundry?

Michelle is a full time stay at home Mom of three delightfully spirited little girls 10,8, and 4.  Her husband is a pastor of a large church, and their lives are anything but normal.  Follow their adventures at Michelle Wegner.