Entering my Mom Rage Era

Entering my Mom Rage Era

My 6-year-old refused to go to bed.

I was tired. My partner was tired. We were all running on fumes, and my tiny, hilarious, wildly determined human was doing everything in her power not to sleep, including running through the house naked like she was auditioning for Will Ferrell's role in Old School.

And me?

I had done everything right.

Routine? Check.
Screens off? Check.

Calm, patient, Pinterest-approved bedtime? Check.

And still, my ever spicy child would not sleep.....and I lost my ever-loving mind. 


If you have ever had a mom-induced rage moment and thought 'whoa, wtf was that'... hi, you're in the right place. 

The Calm Before the Snap

You know this part.

It’s 7:47 pm, and someone is suddenly:

  • asking for a snack after eating a full dinner
  • screaming because their sock feels “wrong.”
  • using toothpaste as body lotion
  • or telling you about the permission slip they need signed, that's been in the bag for a week. 

(Or in my case stuffies raining down over the railing, while my child maniacally giggles from the top floor.)

Your jaw tightens. Your eye twitches a little. You start answering in one-word sentences like you’re in a hostage negotiation. And then some little thing inside your brain snaps, and you find yourself tossing TY Beanie Boos out onto the front lawn.....I'll pay for more therapy, I promise. 

But we don’t talk about mom rage.

Because moms are supposed to be calm.
Soft.
Patient.
Emotionally available.
And somehow never feel anything outside of happy, calm, and content with our life choices. 

So instead, we:

  • whisper “I need a minute” while playing games on our phone in the bathroom
  • sit in the car for an extra 4 minutes pretending we don’t hear the chaos inside
  • fold laundry while silently questioning every life choice we’ve ever made
  • answer “what’s for dinner?” like it’s not the most offensive question known to humankind

And when we finally snap?

We immediately go:

“Wow. That was not very Montessori of me.”

We don’t post that part on Instagram.

We don’t write that in the group chat.

We definitely don’t lead with: “Hey moms! Today I emotionally blacked out over socks.”

Because good moms don’t feel like that.

Right?

Welp.

Fuck that.

Pretending rage doesn’t exist doesn’t make us better moms.

It just makes us quieter, more isolated, and way more likely to explode when we hit our limit.

Rage Isn’t the Problem, It’s the Signal

Rage doesn’t just show up for fun.

It builds.

It builds when:

  • You’ve repeated instructions like you’re a broken GPS
  • You’ve been touched, needed, interrupted, and climbed on for 10 hours straight
  • Your brain has 72 tabs open, and one of them is just playing music for no reason
  • Your coffee has been reheated 3 times and is now just… symbolic
  • Your last “quiet moment” was in 2019

And then someone says:

“Do you know where my hockey skates are?”

And your entire nervous system is like:

“ABSOLUTELY NOT.”

The Truth About “Overreactions”

So let’s reframe something: The overreaction isn’t the problem.

It’s the part right before it that we keep ignoring.

Because the second it happens, the inner mean girl kicks the door down like,
“Wow. That was unhinged. Let’s spiral.”

Cue guilt.
Cue shame.
Cue the emotional hangover.

And just like that, you skip the most important part:

Listening.

Because your nervous system?
She is not subtle.
She’s loud.
She’s a little dramatic.
She’s attention-seeking, if we’re being honest.

And when she’s been ignored for too long?
She will escalate.

Those moments you keep apologizing for?
The ones you replay at night like a highlight reel of “what the hell was that?”

Yeah… those aren’t random.

That’s data.

That’s your body waving a giant red flag saying,
“Hey. We cannot keep doing it like this.”

What Rage Is Actually Asking For

This isn’t about becoming a perfectly calm, never-reacts, yoga goddess mom. And no, this is not me saying "Just yell at your kids, it's totally fine."

The goal is:

👉 catching it sooner
👉 noticing the build
👉 not gaslighting yourself into “I’m fine” when you are clearly NOT fine

It looks like:
✔️ “Oh… I’m getting short.”
✔️ “Oh… I’m overstimulated.”
✔️ “Oh… I haven’t eaten, sat down, or had a single uninterrupted thought in 9 hours.”

And instead of ignoring that…

You listen.

Not perfectly.

Not gracefully.

But enough.

A Different Way to See Yourself

If you’ve had a moment like mine…

Not once.
But enough times that you’ve started recognizing the pattern before it hits.

Good.

The question is no longer what is wrong with me?

It becomes:

What is happening to me right before I disappear?

What needs are not being met in my life? 

And more importantly—

What would have to change so I don’t arrive here every time?

Because you are not too sensitive.

You are not too emotional.
You are not too much.

You are just finally hitting the edge of what was never designed to be sustainable.

And if no one has told you this clearly, I will. So listen up:

You were never meant to do this alone, at this volume, with this little space to breathe.

So no.

You’re not broken.

You are a damn good mom, and holy hell, you are crushing it. 

Because you don’t need to become someone new.

You need to stop abandoning yourself until you disappear.



Want to know what happens when you start listening to your rage instead of shaming it?

You start seeing things differently.

Not just your reactions, but the expectations you’ve been carrying.
The “shoulds” that have been quietly running the show.
The rules that were never actually designed to support you.

And suddenly, the problem isn’t that you’re too much.

It’s that you’ve been trying to live by rules that were never meant for real, messy, human moms in the first place.

And that changes everything.

Because that’s where things get interesting.

That’s where you stop turning your rage inward…

…and start questioning what it’s actually reacting to.

If you’re ready to stop playing by rules that are burning you out, 

👉 This is exactly what we work through in Fuck the Rules.


F*ck The Rules: A rebel mom's guide to thriving in a patriarchal world

A self-guided audio course & workbook that shows you how to stop wasting energy on all the “shoulds” and start living by your own damn rules. Think less guilt, less stress, and way more space for the mom (and human) you want to be.