I walked into our main bathroom that primarily my two girls use. I only walked inside because the light was on and no one was using it. My anxiety quickly peaked when I once again noticed that the toilet was not flushed after it had clearly been used. Not to mention it was full with what appeared to be an entire roll of toilet paper inside. There was also pee dribbles on the toilet seat. Toilet paper pieces were ripped up into tiny pieces all over the floor. The hand towel was also on the floor. I nearly stubbed my toe on the stool walking into the bathroom. The soap dispenser was knocked over on its side & the counter had a pool of water all over it.
Taking a deep breath, I flushed the toilet saying a prayer that another big mess was not about to overflow onto the floor. Thankfully the toilet did not overflow. Frustrated, I cleaned up the pee dribbles on the seat. Feeling very annoyed, I picked up the toilet paper pieces on the floor, followed by picking up the hand towel and wiping up the pool of water on the counter.
Next, I found a clean & dry hand towel to hang back up where it actually belongs. Then, I put the stool back by the tub so no one would stub their toe like I almost did. I shut the bathroom light off and walked out into the living room. My husband and two girls were relaxing on the couch without a care in the world. I quickly felt even more annoyed.
Secretly, I began wishing and muttering under my breath that I wish I didn’t have a care in the world. Except that thought was interrupted as the laundry machine buzzing. Great, this meant that our bedding needed to be thrown in the dryer and the rest of our bedding needed to be thrown in the washing machine. Clearly, a magic fairy wasn’t going to come and do it for me.
Once I was done with switching out the laundry, I came back out to the living room thinking I could possibly join my family who was all still relaxing. However, my eyes instead noticed that the bathroom light was back on. Seriously! Dang it anyways! I could see the stool was positioned right in front of the door again. With a sigh of frustration, I walked back towards the bathroom knowing that the scene in there would likely be the same scene it had been 2.2 seconds ago. Sure enough, it was almost identical and I found myself doing the exact same tasks I did just moments before. No worries, Mombie is the word!
Except, this Mombie feels like I’m going bat shit crazy. I am so exhausted from this very situation. I truly don’t understand and it honestly makes me mad at some of the people I love most int his whole world. When I say I need a vacation-I mean, a vacation from this nonsense! Not only am I a wife and a mom, but apparently I have also taken on the roll of a magic fairy, the very one I wish that I had for myself. Except, there is no magic fairy for Mombies. I don’t remember signing up for any of this, but apparently is is some unwritten rule that Mombies have to clean up messes they don’t make.
I need a break from this. When I say I need a break, I mean a vacation away by myself. A hot minute away from this nonsense would be a much needed mental health break. I am tired of it and sometimes I feel like my entire household is blinded by all the little things I do behind the scenes while they are carefree. Sometimes, I feel like if I left them to fend for themselves for a week, maybe if I came back they would appreciate me more somehow.
My husband wonders why I am so tired, irritable, and “never in the mood”. My children wonder why I am yelling all the time and never have time to play. Seriously? This is a legitimate reason why. Sometimes I wish I could just tell them to be their own damn magic fairy BUT then I would be living in a messy nightmare 24/7 because they can’t seem to find their wings to do anything themselves.
If this story resonates with you sweet Mombie, know you are not alone. If you are feeling like you are going bat shit crazy it is likely for good reason. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Maybe it really is time to hang up those magic fairy wings for a bit and quit doing it all for everyone else. Take that vacation alone that you so desperately need & deserve. We all need mental health breaks, and often Mombies are the ones who need them the most! I mean, isn’t it about time that they start cleaning up their own pee dribbles!?