I’m perpetually exhausted. Seriously, it feels like I’m dragging my feet through molasses every day. Today alone, I’ve chugged five cups of coffee, and yet here I am, barely making it through my workday. It’s April, and I’ve officially transformed into Spring Mom.
Spring Mom is that version of me who can’t seem to keep track of the endless calendar of birthday parties, school concerts, and art exhibitions. She’s completely over the never-ending math worksheets, reading logs, and science fair projects. Right now, Spring Mom is just trying to survive, cutting corners wherever possible to maintain some semblance of peace. If I don’t, I’m pretty sure I’ll collapse and not recover until summer rolls around.
April is that time when I find myself mentally checked out, so I rely on shortcuts. I do my best but lower my expectations just a notch. Just two months left—I’ve got this! Two more months of early morning alarms, homework chaos, PTO meetings, and an endless cycle of laundry and uniforms. I may not shine like I did in September, but I can definitely pull off a solidly mediocre performance.
I often wonder if anyone else is taking these shortcuts, but honestly, that doesn’t really matter. I know I’m doing my best, and sometimes self-care means finding the easiest way through. Here are some of my Spring Mom confessions:
- I just tossed a coffee mug and one cereal bowl into a dishwasher full of clean dishes and hit start. Why take them all out? Such a waste of time!
- This morning, I skipped the shower and showed up to work with dry shampoo and my daughter’s American Eagle Body Spray as my only fragrance. Sorry, not sorry.
- I folded towels off the floor and stuffed them into the bathroom drawer. My daughter refuses to use towels unless they’re fresh out of the dryer—she also won’t do her own laundry. So, I guess I kind of tricked her.
- We’re ordering pizza tonight and Chinese food tomorrow. Fight me—I don’t care.
- There’s a load of laundry in the washer that has needed to be moved to the dryer since last Saturday. Now it’s so smelly that it requires a second wash. This is why I’m considering a no-laundry rule during the workweek.
- I’m on a glorious carb binge and I have no plans to stop. After two years of restricting carbs, I finally said forget it—#carbsorbust. They’re worth the extra 15 pounds that I’ve probably gained since I first indulged six months ago. The scale? Not interested.
- There isn’t a single matching sock in my house. Seriously, how do four people create so many solo socks?
- I’m serving fresh Dunkin’ Donuts for breakfast and packing my kids’ lunchboxes with a mishmash of snacks because I simply can’t win those battles right now. Snacks it is.
- I can’t remember the last time I made a bed. Seriously, it’s been ages.
Sure, there are days when everything goes smoothly—everyone brushes their teeth morning and night, we eat balanced meals, homework is completed before dinner, and we’re all in bed by 9:15 PM. However, those days are rare.
And that’s perfectly fine.
As a mom, I’m doing the best I can with what I have. Sometimes that just means re-washing the dishes in the dishwasher. Sometimes prioritizing sleep over chores and family game nights over homework is what matters most.
I’m fairly certain my own mother walks into my home and wonders when I’ll finally fold the laundry. My kids probably wish they had a mom who could do it all: whip up Monkey Bread for school snacks and homemade waffles for breakfast while effortlessly matching socks and helping with math homework.
But right now, I’m just not that mom. Right now, I’m tired and loving carbs. And you know what? That’s okay.
Summer Mom is just around the corner, and she’s pretty fantastic.
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Summary
As the school year nears its end, the author embraces the chaos of parenting by taking shortcuts and lowering expectations. With humorous confessions about managing household duties and prioritizing self-care over perfection, she acknowledges the reality of her current state as a weary Spring Mom, while eagerly anticipating the more relaxed days of summer.
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