I am ten years into this parenting thing and there are times I think I have got the whole thing wrong. I have been living with this nagging head pound the whole day. My four year old had a meltdown, which involved going to the shop right away for a lollypop treat, while we just got back with ice creams. I kept repeating to my ten year old to clean his room, which looked nothing short of cyclone-struck. I was getting no where with the looming larger-than-life laundry (I just let the monster lie in the basket and around). I work entirely from home, which means during kids' holidays I don't have a routine whatsoever.

(PS. Don't judge me) Yes there are days like this I need to scream, maybe not at the kids (Yes I admit, at the kids too sometimes) but into a pillow, for heaven's sake, s**t gets real, and out comes this blind hot white rage that I never knew I had inside me. (No, I don't need help) I shout out so loudly that my throat hurts and I can't shake it off for a while. But I walk it out till I see a reason and surface back again much calmer to the kids I love.

Do you mommies rage? I know it is real, I have heard it from some mommies. How do you come out of it? @asha chaudhry , @Sheeba Rizvi , @Priya Sood , @Neha Rungta , @Pooja Kudva