mommy having a bad day

i guess i am writing this because i just want to feel like i am not the only one.
it's not even that anything horrible happened today. I am just tired and in a bad mood. I just started a new medicine that is making me feel groggy and if I could take a "sick" day I would, however there is no one else to watch my little ones.

I have been irritable and snappish all day. I am only in a slightly better mood now because it is getting closer to bedtime and I can hopefully fall into blissful sleep or at least have time to myself after they go to bed.

i look at my almost 5 and two year old and think they deserve sunshine and roses each day, not the inevitable grumpy days mommy falls into because of her mental issues. i always love them but sometimes i just want to crawl into a cave by myself. please tell me i'm not alone.

common sense tells me that all mothers must feel this way sometimes, but i see other families and everyone just seems like they are dealing so much better than i am. so idk. just need someone to understand i guess.

Your not alone. I'm like that too at times. Just uses your good days to the best of your ability.

Believe me you are not alone. All moms have bad days, kids are demanding and it is stressful. There are times I "run away" as soon as my husband gets home from work and I only have one child.

I've been there, but not feeling bad about the children, instead the culprit was their father. I'd be depressed and medicated, literally letting the kids jump on my head. Thank God for Sesame Street! I'd be able to watch them, feed them, talk to them, but I was so barely functioning I actually taught them to know how to dial 911 if they ever see Mommy passed out and can't wake her. We all made it through OK. They are in college now and doing fine. I finally just left their father.

I feel this way, quite a bit, actually. Eventually it goes from wishing they could have sunshine and rainbows, to wondering why did I ever feel bad if I have had sad days, because they don't offer sunshine and rainbows themselves. Kids are their own persons.

It's good to come in here, there's too much mommy wars and guilt inducing literature out there. As if ideal conditions are perfectly replicated in some type of petri dish? :\

I'd rather them see me cry, than pretend everything is okey dokey.

Edit to add: let me clarify a bit what I mean. Since they've been little, I've lost my mom, went through a divorce, diagnosed with MS, have needed to redivert career ambitions to something less "glam" to ensure that they are attended to. They have their days, I've 3 sons, 13,10,9, that sometimes I look at them as their wants and desires and petty arguments, etc etc etc....lack any concept that the world doesn't revolve around them. And their (lack of)compassion and empathy leaves one very important person out in the cold...me, their mom. I don't feel kidcentric as much as society would like to see happen. I have, "you're kidding me" moments more often than not.