Hmm, maybe some things are better left unsaid

All of last night and most of today, I've wondered if maybe I shouldn't have admitted to losing my cool yesterday. Maybe I shouldn't have shown my ass like that. I wondered what people might think of me now. As though most probably don't already think I'm a bit of a mess, yesterday's post probably confirmed it.
I lost control and overreacted. But I would also like to think that at some point, every other mom does too. Maybe not to the extent of pulling over the car to yell at their two year old. But I think at some point it gets to be too much and before you know it, you've blown your stack when you totally intended to stay as cool as a cucumber.
If this is the case, and I'm not the only one who set outs with great intentions in motherhood but sometimes just don't live up to my own expectations, then know that you're not alone. You might not admit it out loud like I did. But know that you're not alone.
If this isn't you, and you do manage to keep your cool, I really commend you. I mean that in the most non-snarky manner possible. I really admire those moms who always seem, no matter how close to the edge they wobble, to always maintain control.
I joke about my lack of patience and my confessions at church. But the truth is, every time I go to church, I pray for forgiveness for being too impatient with my children and my husband, and I ask for the strength to be more forgiving and patient.
Maybe one of these days, I'll be able to keep my cool for more than a week at a time.
On a brighter note, the big one got all his pee-pee and three rounds of a major poop in his potty today! The poop being a first. I can't even begin to express my pride. He really seemed to respond well to the affirmation I offered after each success.
Maybe this week'll be better...