Own It

i did not want to get out of bed this morning. the boys have been waking up before six--oh yes, you read that right: before six a.m.; the baby has had a *major* regression with night weaning; i've been fighting migraines for the last several days; i am overwhelmed and depressed and believe me there are totally legit reasons.
i don't want to do it.
i don't want to get up. i don't want to get dressed. don't want to make a fire, make breakfast, get cantankerous belligerent children dressed, get people out the door, feed all these animals.
I. DON'T. WANT. TO.
why can't someone else come do this for me? i really am not feeling so great. why can't someone else take my son to school? run these errands for me? clean my kitchen for me?
oh wait. because it's MY LIFE. these are MY responsibilities, and as exhausted and frustrated and beyond-the-end-of-my-rope as i feel, guess what, self? This IS my circus. These ARE my monkeys. It is not anyone else's responsibility to take care of my life.
Period.

Am I right? Am I right or what?!

And I know what happens when Mama quits. When she just gives up and decides she's not going to face the overwhelming responsibilities. It's ugly. And I won't go there. No matter how hard it is.
This is my life. This is my day, and it is not just my responsibility, it is my RIGHT to own this day.
So from one tired, cranky, exhausted, overwhelmed mama to another: OWN IT.