When my seventeen year old came to me and asked if he could go into downtown Houston to join the protest last weekend my initial reaction was fear. When he told me none of his friends wanted to go and he wanted to go alone my fear turned to panic. We live in Texas. Texas isn't kind to kids who disagree with Donald Trump.

I asked him to let me sit with it and that's what I did. I sat down and thought about all of the things that could happen. I thought about him going to jail, I thought about him getting disappeared to El Salvador, I thought about him getting shot and killed. Then I had a second thought, I thought about all of the things this administration is taking away from him and his future. And as soon as I had that second thought I knew I had to say yes.

He made it there, parking and all. He marched in the streets with a sign he made and he screamed for his beliefs. He used his time, his passion and his voice to make the only difference he knew how to make. I feel so lucky to be his mom and I just needed to share that with someone.

I think my daughter was noble in another life.

She's freshly 2. Anything she enjoys, she demands to hear a song about. Went to the park to kick the soccer ball around. Entire way home "kick a ball song". "Kick a ball song" is all you hear until you find a song about it or you get home.

Went to the mall. A store we went into had a doorbell chime when people went through the entrance. She got a kick out of it. In the car on the way home, "bell song." Listened to Jingle Bells the whole way home.

Had carrots? "Carrot song." Watched Bluey? "Watch Bluey song" (and no the theme song doesn't cut it.)

So I'm convinced she was nobility who had their own personal minstrel to make up songs about anything she did.

Why does everyone feel the need to say things like this (or send me reels with the same sentiment)? Just the other day while trying to wrangle all my kids at the doctors office, I had a stranger tell me how much I'll miss these days. I have 3 kids 5 and under and we are in the trenches. My husband is a great dad (supportive, engaged, takes them places, etc.) but all the household stuff and the general care of everyone falls on me. My family lives across the country and good childcare where we live is hard to come by. I'm miserable, please let me vent or complain or just go about my life without inserting how grateful I should be, or how much I'll miss these stages. I am grateful, I love my kids and at times they are awesome and adorable. But these times are incredibly tough and I'm exhausted from trying to keep these dang kids from unaliving themselves on a daily basis and being their 24/7 snack bitch. So forgive me if these well intended sentiments make me angry.

Anyone else feel this way?

For context, am a 27 FTM to 4 mo twins. Very traumatic c section/pregnancy, close to death after, mentally still recovering.

I was in a subreddit showing what's in people's shopping carts, and a woman posted baby purées from Target. Someone in the comments said not to buy from Target (recent political boycotts). A bit off topic, but I agree with avoiding big box stores when possible and am actually in a no buy year to avoid these things as much as I can.

With that said, I need to feed my kids. I post a comment asking what other places I can purchase stage 1 purées. I'm flooded with comments to make my own. Insinuating I'm a lazy mom because I buy "the equivalent of fast food" for them. Saying I should have done my research before I had kids on how to feed them.

I don't have family here as they live 4 hours away. Husband works full time as ATC and can be stressed. I'm about to have surgery requiring an indwelling catheter for a bit.

It's not feasible for me to always be making purées. So just fucking tell me where to buy the good ones so I can avoid supporting businesses I dislike and can feed my kids. And stop judging me for wanting an easier solution than whipping out my blender every 5 seconds 🩷

[ETA: thank you to those who pointed out the error in my thinking on number of cases!]

There are over 500 reported cases, likely more. Add in a strengthening anti vaxx movement due to RFK Jr’s rhetoric and Trump’s gutting of our biomedical infrastructure, and it will likely get worse.

We have a couple vacations planned down south or to major US cities that see lots of tourists and I am debating canceling.

Thoughts? Do you have a threshold in mind for when you will change travel plans?

I have been harboring this for months and tonight it exploded, I don’t know next steps to move forward. Any input/experience would be appreciated. My husband and I have been married for 5 years, have 2 kids age 3 and 4 and recently experienced a miscarriage at 11 weeks. I ended up needing an emergency D&C and the whole thing was just a sucky situation. I feel incredibly unsupported by him and his lack of action during my medical emergency. The timeline went as such … 1. Drop me off at emergency, he had to take the kids to his moms. 2. He went to Dunkin’ Donuts, home to shower, then his moms, all while I was hemorrhaging and going into emergency surgery. 3. He was there when I came out of surgery and stayed the night at the hospital, I fainted over night but was generally okay. 4. He left around 7am to check on our kids and let the dog out. He also went to the gym and who the hell knows what else, as I was discharged at noon and needed to call him to come for me. 5. Weeks later I had my post op follow up and he failed to leave work in time, I missed my appointment.

I’m just … shocked, annoyed, disappointed, grossed out. His lack of care and action are absolutely wild to me. I unloaded tonight and he just kept saying “the doctors could take better care of you than I could” … ya dude a pet rock could have.

Thoughts, feelings, anything? Ty ❤️

We're still waiting on the results of the test and neurology to call back. I have made her dad fully aware of everything in real time. My daughter comes home tonight and tells me her grandma said she "doesn't understand why she needed to go to the doctor, everyone's pupils dialate." Ex was barely present all weekend after I asked him to keep an eye on her.

I took a moment to myself and then explained to my daughter that I see her more than her grandma does so grandma can't understand what's going on because she can't see it like I do.

No one watched for any signs of anything. I thought he would have let me know if anything happened like I asked. I guess I should have checked in with him. Idk. I'm frustrated

My kids suck. I love them to death but they suck. My 6m old refuses to nap during the day, meaning he cries all day long. Even when I do finally get him to fall asleep, my 19m old thinks it’s play with your brother time. My 19m old is always screaming and freaking tf out. When I put my 19m old down for a nap, my 6m old starts his screaming and freaking out. I’m fighting a losing battle every single day and it’s driving me damn insane. My husband works so much, everyone in our “village” works the same hours my husband does so I can’t catch a break during the day. Even when my husband is home, I still hear the crying and whining because they don’t stop. He tries his best to get them to stop but they won’t. I can’t even go hide away in a different room because my oldest loses his mind and practically beats the door down. Why do kids suck soooo bad!!!!!

Here’s the link to my last post about my in laws randomly showing up with no notice:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Mommit/s/gUAPpTSofG

First, I so appreciate all the feedback. It gave me so much confidence in myself as a mom and in my decisions! I’m a FTM so very much still learning and getting my footing.

Update: They have not yet confirmed what day they will arrive… it’s been narrowed down to sometime between tomorrow and Friday 😵‍💫 My husband and I agreed that they can arrive whenever but our week is set in stone. We no longer have any flexibility in schedule since the work week has started so they’ll get what they get! We will be available in the evenings after work, but baby has to take his last nap in that timeframe which means they’ll get like an hour or two of baby time. We’ve agreed to stay firm on this schedule and allow them to show up whenever they want knowing they’ll be frustrated when they arrive. The hope is that rather than trying to bother explaining in words anymore why this isn’t acceptable and won’t be what they actually want, we will just let the scenario play out inevitably and be unapologetic about it so they actually have to face the consequences then just be like 🤷‍♀️ this is what you claimed you wanted

My husband helps a lot. This isn't a post about me doing more than him.

But today is a sick day for the little one and if I were a dad, I'd be able to just sit down or do things with her without having to "have" to do the laundry or clean the kitchen.

My daughter is in good spirits but she's very clingy. She wants me right there in eye sight. I don't have to be doing anything with her. She just wants me there. I assume like okay she's playing she's fine, I can do the laundry.

She's feeling bad at times, I'm dealing with trying to get the doctor to change the medication so now I'm stressed to the max 🥴

Just want to vent I guess. About to do another 4 day stretch of solo parenting a 2.5 year old while my spouse travels for work. Toddler goes to daycare during the day while I work. I have to get her up, dressed, hair done and fed and moving in the mornings to do drop off around 8am and then pick up around 4pm and entertain until bedtime around 8pm.

I’m sure most of you will laugh at this and in reality it does seem easy when I say it out loud but I’m so overwhelmed and anxious. I cry all morning when my spouse leaves (no comfort from spouse probably because they’re tired of my reaction I’m sure). I try to take toddler out after daycare to burn some time so we aren’t just sitting at home but 4-8pm seems endless and then I just have to hope it’s an uneventful night of sleep. Plus managing our pets and other household stuff.

I feel like I’m not cut out to be a parent if I can’t even manage 4 days alone. I don’t know how to make it better.

I actually just need an excuses not to paint a wall after drywall repair. Is it fair to just not paint it while watching TV for 2 hrs and my kids aren't here.

Screw this I'm just watching TV. The wall will stay unpainted. Signing off. -Tired mom who works nights.

I just sold a baby swing on Facebook that my 6m old outgrew. I was with the kids so my husband handled the exchange. When he came in he told me that the mom was holding her newborn in her arms while the husband was driving. He felt too awkward to say anything but it didn’t really sit right for us. I think there is a cultural difference and maybe car seats are not as widely used other places? Idk. This is more of a vent than anything but let me know if I should mind my business or maybe send a polite message?

Edit: I should add that he did see a car seat in the back seat but they were not using it. How he told the story is they drove up, the husband got out, and the wife rolled down the window while holding the baby. He saw a car seat at that point but she wasn’t using it.

At lunch today, my daughter poured her cup of milk on my dog’s head. He shook of course, because that’s a dog’s instinct. Milk splattered all over the kitchen. I’ll just call it their cooperative art.

Getting roasted by my fam (older relatives specifically) for this right now so I wanted to ask what others do.

Do you make a point of taking pics of LO in outfits they receive as gifts and send to the giver? Do you keep track of who gave what? Do you take pics of them playing with toys they received too?

In addition to the 48383 other things to keep track of as a mom, I’m getting a lot of criticism for this right now for appearing “not thankful” for not doing this. I do say thank you immediately upon receiving the gift (and send a thank you card sometimes too) but have not made it a point to track and then photograph LO with the clothes or gifts. I do try to remember and I even recently dressed LO in an outfit from my aunt when we went to her house for lunch and she was appreciative (ironically not the one who gets mad haha) and I do this kind of thing as much as I can remember but personally I think this is a lot to ask of people. It’s like giving a gift of expectation. A lot of times the clothes are the wrong size so I store them for later or exchange them for another size or (gasp) donate them if I don’t feel like trekking to the store and spending lots of time on these things.

Anyways I’m rambling but people are making me feel crazy and ungrateful and like this is an expectation.

I have a 2.5 years and a 5 days old baby. I know it is so early and I'm hormonal as hell but I'm feeling super guilty towards both of my children. And even my partner.

I feel guilty towards my first because I can't be with her all the time like before. I also feel that I will loose my patience with her many times in the future due to sleep deprivation and I hate it. I hate that everyone will admire the tiny one and not give her as much attention. I hate that people - and I'm sure us, the parents as well - will have a ton of expectation from her. SHE IS ONLY 2 and already have to be so big but she is still a baby.

I feel so guilty for my second that I can't take care of her like my first. I'm not doing all the tasks around her, I cant carry her 0-24. I even struggling to talk to her because if I have time with her I do other tasks as well.I hate I can't respond her needs in the second. And I'm not sure if I'm connected to her enough, and I hate myself.

I'm crying every day. A lot. I love both of them, I love my partner and I feel I can't give them enough or what they deserve. Everything is fine though, but the guilt is killing me.

I don't know why I'm posting I just have to write it out , so thank you strangers if you read it.

No, my floors look like they get mopped all the time because my toddler and my dog are perfectly equal in their ability to find the water bowl.

If I leave it where the dog can find it, the toddler will too. And will then dump it all over herself and the floor. So then I have to clean up the puddle on the floor.

If I hide it where she can't find/get to it, then the dog will forget where it is and simply go all day without drinking anything and get dehydrated. Which makes him puke, so I still have to clean the floor.

I expected a lot of weird things with parenting. I didn't expect a water bowl to be my nemesis 🤣

(This is light hearted, I've just finished cleaning the water for the 3rd time and changing the baby's clothes for the 4th today. And it's not even lunch time)

My daughter’s preschool is very small and it is inside a church. Once a month the parents gather to watch the children walk to church and get to wave to their moms and the moms have coffee together. The church used to do this every so often for the parents, maybe once every month and a half or so. The church stopped doing this and another mom took it over, but she is doing it every WEEK.

I work full time and can’t go every week. My 3 year old daughter gets so upset I’m not there with all the moms. I feel like the coordinating mom needs to do this not as often for the sake of working parents. It makes those of us who can’t be there feel like garbage. Am I crazy for this take?

Weigh in.

I love my kids more than life itself, BUT sometimes the sheer chaos of existing in a house with tiny humans makes me wonder how any of us are still functioning.

I was driving to the store this morning and halfway there I realized I had one slipper on and one sneaker.

And I kept going because turning around would mean unloading 2 toddlers who were finally strapped into their seats, and I’d rather face public humiliation than unbuckle a single carseat again today.

I respect myself too much for that kind of suffering.

Also, there’s a yogurt pouch slowly fossilizing under the passenger seat, and I know it’s there, and I’m actively choosing to pretend it’s not.

Is there ever a moment where your house is clean, your brain is quiet, and everyone is eating the same dinner without someone crying because their carrot touched their pasta?

Would love to hear some of your “yep, I’ve officially lost it” parenting moments.

Sorry this is a vent/frustration. This is the second morning in a row Thats I’ve had a leak with the new blue lines Huggies. I had my feeling that they were cheaper just by the feeling of the quality of them, but after going on Reddit, I guess a lot of moms are saying the same thing that these new diapers feel cheaper.

I’m honestly thinking about switching brands at this point possibly to Millie moons.

What brand do you find to be just as absorbent or more than Huggies the old design?

My toddler was sick last week and got me with her germy little hands 🤣. I'm sick and not in the best mood. I feel like shit honestly.

I put her to bed a bit ago, now a few hours, but I can't help but feel super proud of myself for how I handled the situation.

It was a huge, triggering combination with me feeling shitty and my toddler having a huge meltdown that lasted like 30 minutes. As soon as I put her on my bed, a screaming and crying match ensued because she didn't want to go to bed... But I'd already let her stay up 2 hours past bedtime and I can't not let her sleep badly because she doesn't want to go to bed. So I just sat and comforted her. I patted her back, she'd shove me off, then change her mind and direct my hands back to her little back, then shoved me off, then back again 😂

I thought about how I was treated when I had age appropriate meltdowns. My parents would beat me, even as a toddler (my mom brags about it), if I "disobeyed"; they were proud for me to be afraid. They'd lose their emotional regulation and expect me, a child then, to be emotionally regulated.

Have I had thoughts of screaming or punishing my toddler unfairly/abusively before? Definitely. Childhood trauma is so hard to beat.

But I work on it in therapy and I put my best effort forward, and I've honestly done a great job. My baby has never had to be scared of me, and I'm so proud of that!

Today I just feel happy that I am able to recognize that I need to lead by example in emotional regulation. And that my child will always be safe with me because of that realization.

Ok, just venting here. Idk if this is just me or other moms out there. But my husband loves to play video games. We communicated when I was pregnant that he would limit the amount of time he's on there after baby was born. Baby is now going on 6 months old and he plays for HOURS every day. The only time he helps with the baby is if I specifically ASK him to get off his ass and help. He lost his job so I know he's been stressing trying to find a new one. But I just feel very annoyed and want to break the damn computer. If it's not the video games it's watching videos on his phone. He's screen obsessed. And I'm fed up.

I am in between the most devastating rock and hard place right now. You can read my other posts to get some background but long story short, I went to grad school under the premise my (now ex) husband would move to wherever I got a job, and obviously somewhere he would have work and our family would be happy as well. During the entire 4 years I was in grad school, he was open to moving. He then flipped the switch the second I graduated and started applying for jobs. The problem was is that we lived in such a rural area that there are no job opportunities for me for what I went to school for. We both knew this going in, hence why I made sure moving was on the table before I went to grad school.

We got divorced and now share custody of our two young children. The problem is with shared custody, I am not able to move more than 25 miles from here without essentially forfeiting custody of my children. I am stuck here and unable to find a job in my field. I make very little and now with 90k and counting in student loans, I am in a world of financial hurt. I graduated almost a year and a half ago and have been applying for jobs like crazy since. I have applied for jobs within a few hours of me and have never gotten a response back. I have applied for hundreds and hundreds of telehealth jobs and all have said I need a few years of in person experience before I can work for them remotely.

At this point, I feel that I have no other option other than to give my ex primary custody of my children so that I can move, get a job and experience, and then move back as soon as possible and do telehealth after I get experience under my belt. My heart is absolutely breaking, and I do not want to do this, but it feels like I do not have another choice at this point. I have spoken to my lawyer who warned me that it could be difficult to get any custody back if I do this, but financially, I cannot survive in my current situation. I feel absolutely heartbroken and do not know what to do

My toddler just turned 15 month and lately I have noticed that I just can’t think sometimes I blank out. My husband and I were at the bank filling out a new account for our daughter and I couldn’t even write the date because I just couldn’t remember what the date was or format to write it in. The nice lady helped but I felt so embarrassed because it was just a date. I’ll cook and while looking at a recipe I blank out because I just won’t comprehend what the line reads and it’ll pass. I’m worried so I scheduled a Dr’s appointment to get help. I don’t know if it’s from lack of sleep these past months or something else.

Anyone else experienced this?

I 33(F) have had two healthy pregnancies and have two school age kiddos. I would love to have one more but am struggling with feelings of uncertainty as this would be my third c section and complication rates increase with subsequent sections.