Today I am at my boiling point. All I want is one day with my kids where they don't drive me to take a swig of ethanol for every 15 minutes I spend with them.
I just need a day.
A day where my son doesn't cry hysterically every time I detach him from my hip to do something frivolous, like go to the bathroom or feed myself.
A day where my children don't constantly fight over nothing.
A day where I am not asked for something every 15 seconds.
A day where I don't have to fight my kids to do simple things, like brush their teeth or put their clothes on.
A day where my daughter doesn't whine for everything she wants or needs.
A day where my children don't trash the house the second I turn around.
A day where no one fights taking a nap.
A day where I can sit and enjoy one child without the other climbing on top of me out of jealousy.
A day where I don't cook dinner only to have to let mine get cold while I coax my daughter to eat hers.
A day where no one is allowed to say the word, "why?"
A day where I don't get scratched or get my hair pulled fulfilling my children's needs.
A day where I actually feel like my children appreciate all that I do to make them happy and healthy.
A day where I feel both needed AND wanted.
Just one day.
Please.
Good luck with that, although I have that dream too...and my children are 13, 18, and 21. :)
ReplyDeleteNo, Jewel. NOOOOOOOO!
DeleteIt gets marginally better, the demands just change. Now it's "Can you take me ____?", "Did you get my skinny jeans washed?", "Can I borrow the car, or $$, or your phone charger?" Or in the case of my 21 year old; "Mom, can you watch the baby?". Which in turn your demand list starts over!!! LOL
Delete"A day where I don't have to fight my kids to do simple things, like brush their teeth or put their clothes on."
ReplyDeleteYes!!! I'll take one of those please.
Just one. And we won't even go there on brushing the hair. MY GOD!
DeleteWhen my kids were small, and I felt like this, I would wait for hubby to get home and with no words exchanged, just leave. I'd then drive to the bookstore and take a nap.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like heaven.
DeleteIt's like you were at my house lsst night and this morning! If you figure out how to get one please post the answer. Is it too early to put a shot of booze in my starbucks mocha this am? While I am at work?
ReplyDeleteI may just have to hypnotize them into good behavior.
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ReplyDeleteDarn phone.
DeleteI first have to say that I love your blog. You crack me up! Keep up the good work. That being said I have 3 little terrors, twin boy and girl age 4 and a little man 17 months. I love them dearly but they drive me Nucking Futs! I'm a SAHM and it's a love/hate relationship I have with it. I have to keep reminding myself constantly that I will never have these days back. And someday they will leave the nest and I will then have the rest of my life with a quiet/clean house. I hate that my house looks like three gigantic tornados ripped through it not 10 seconds after I had it looking decent but that's the way life is right now. That's why God invented alcohol, lol!
ReplyDeleteAbout half of the time I feel so blessed by my wonderful children. The other half I want to run away from them screaming like I am on fire.
DeleteThat response is why I love you.
DeleteHot food? I vaguely remember such a thing existing...
ReplyDeletekeep up the hood work, but don't hold your breath for the stuff on your list.
Last night I said fuck it and gave them cookies so I could enjoy my steak.
DeleteYes! Yes! YES! And then Hubbs is all like "Why are you so stressed out? You know, I am stressed out too. Quit being so grouchy." And I'm all like "Well, apparently you really want to test the theory on whether or not I could actually strangle another human being, cover it up, and then not get caught. I'm guessing I could right about now."
ReplyDeleteMen should just learn to nod and walk away.
DeleteIt's nearly 1:30PM and I'm still in my pj's cause I've been cleaning up poop from my potty training child. all. morning.
ReplyDeleteOne day isn't too much to ask for but will that one day come when she grows up and leaves for college?
I doubt it. By then I will be so old I will have to clean up my own poop from outside the potty.
DeleteI would be satisfied with just getting one or two of those things in a day.
ReplyDeleteAmen. The clinginess of TCC going away would make all those below it less stressful.
DeleteThat pretty much describes my life for the past two weeks...
ReplyDeleteLe sigh...
DeleteYour day will come soon enough. Five of them, actually.
ReplyDeleteThey do outgrow a lot of that, I promise. This post took me back to the very recent days of CONSTANT frustration, when all the boys were 5 and under and I thought I was going to die. Some of the most miserable times of parenting so far (for me), and you're in the thick of it. I am feeling for you, friend. And mentally wishing you a case of Shaw.
Those five days may have to come in February...or November.
DeleteYou just let me know... :-)
DeleteJust in case I ever think I'm ready for number two, I'm bookmarking this. Thank you and good luck.
ReplyDeleteha. seriously.
DeleteYes!! I am feeling this way too and I'm "only" dealing with a teething almost one-year old. My husband has the day off on Friday and instead of going shopping I think I might leave him at home with the kiddo and go to the movies. By myself. And eat all the popcorn. That sounds simply glorious right now. :)
ReplyDeleteAwesome, mama. We all need alone time.
DeleteI did it! Yesterday! Life of Pi, popcorn, candy, soda, and me. It was THE SHIT. Do it!!!
DeleteGood for you! Congrats!
DeleteMy two year old made me cry today. That was after he squeezed his baby brother's head (the newborn who was up twice as often as usual because hes congested) super tight giving him a "hug" and kicked me while I changed his diaper an tried to out on his pants and then ran from the time out chair six times laughing while I tried to teach him to be kind instead of acting like a sociopath. I really wanted to smack him and lock him in the dog cage, but instead I cried.
ReplyDeleteHang in there. My kids make me cry at least once a week.
DeleteDrop the kids off, I'll watch them for a day.
ReplyDeleteUntil you realize that when either kid sees me leave they go ballistic for three hours. Ha!
DeleteOh sister! You speak on my behalf. I would like one day where my kid sleeps through, doesn't try to go for the non baby proofed things and my husband figures shit out without asking me anything. And I want a latte and a free moment with which to poop. Dreams!
ReplyDeleteIt would be easier if we didn't ask for some much. Ha. Sleep. Pooping. Whatever.
DeleteOoooohhhh, I feel your pain (and I only have 1 kid until April)...but I have to say that it always makes me feel better to know that other moms have the very same thoughts I have on a regular basis.
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah, and pooping in peace is really my dream right now...that, and getting to finish my coffee while it's still hot, warm even, I'd settle for warm.
DeleteA girl can dream can't she?
Delete*silently raises stein in solemn salute*
ReplyDeleteCongrats! And MY GOD!
ReplyDeleteAmen sister. The perma-whine is making me twitch on the daily. Even though I'm away from my daughter when I'm at work, she immediately switches on the whine when we get home. *twitch*
ReplyDeleteMy son is the sweetest kid on earth with everyone else but when it is just me and him all he does is cry AT me. Why!?!?!
DeleteYou said it sistah!
ReplyDeleteMmmmhmmm, couldn't have said it better!
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ReplyDeleteAnd this, my love, is why you are kicking my ass at words right now...mommy no thinky while kid yelly...
ReplyDeleteAnd why I apparently post the same thing twice, only to try to remove it but not really succeed...lol
ReplyDeleteSorry, I'm a spaz
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