Some days I feel like a storm no one saw coming

 Some days I feel like a storm no one saw coming.

I snap over the smallest thing and suddenly I’m “moody,”
but no one stops to ask why.

They didn’t see how I was touched all day.
Little hands needing, pulling, clinging.
The questions that never end.
The noise that doesn’t stop.
The constant demand on my body, my energy, my mind.

It’s not that I don’t love them.
It’s that I’m running on empty.

My body is begging for silence,
my heart is pleading for just a moment of stillness.
I’m not angry.
I’m overstimulated.
I’m not mean.
I’m maxed out.

I’m just a mom who needs a second
to breathe,
to reset,
to be held instead of always doing the holding.

So if you see a mama losing her patience,
don’t judge her.
Check on her.
Because chances are
no one else has.