So I have been sitting here visiting my beloved bloggers (don't be offended, I just haven't gotten to you yet....and you will see why in a second.). I paused for a second, and thought "when did this become my life?" I thought....what a better moment than now to invite you into my life and home for a brief (or long... I don't know how much ranting will be involved, I haven't started yet) post.
To preface this, it is important to understand that I have worked all day. After work, I thawed a frozen casserole I had previously slaved over, showered, and went with the family to my son's taekwondo. Came home, put casserole in oven and came upstairs.......to a MESS. Lunch dishes still everywhere, noodles and meat that had been thrown between the kids still on the couch, dishes on the coffee table, three loads of clean clothes sitting in their baskets, dirty clothes nearby. Messy kids room. Hubby was off all day.....but he says he has a hard time cleaning up with the kids. But yet I manage to clean the whole house, make a week's worth of frozen dinners (for the days he is off and I work through the afternoon/early evening), do the laundry, and give them both a bath. Whatever.
Little man was playing with his toys and Two and a Half men was on T.V. I hear little man say "after sex, after sex, after sex"......OMG!
Teething baby girl is demanding to suck on my finger. Why I EVER thought it would be easier to break her of this than a pacifier when she was an infant I have NO idea now. That little stinker is strong.
Son demands he doesn't want dinner......hubby eats it.......son screams not to eat his dinner. He doesn't eat it. Ten minutes later he asks for a cookie (now before you think bad of our parenting, we did have a late dinner, and he was snacking....so I kind of understood.). I finally made a deal with him that after bath a cookie. He says before please (okay, he does make more sense, that way I can wash the cookie off). Hubby looks at him and says "you should have ate your dinner and then you wouldn't hungry. You shouldn't be getting a cookie since you didn't eat dinner". Innocent little snot looks at me and says in the most serious of tones "I should have ate my dinner!" with his little nose squinched up. (I am wondering why I EVER wanted to teach him to talk. Last night my almost-3 year old son cried that I was breaking his heart. He then called Grandma on his pretend phone to ask if he could go see her because mommy put him in time-out.)
Peace doesn't ensue until I throw them in their beloved bath......at least until he steals her toy and she gets down-right pissed.
Fast forward to now....
I am sitting here, between my freshly bathed babies. Moments ago the oldest ran around yelling how cold he was because he got out of the bath while we were still busy with baby girl. I got him a pair of pants. He said he wanted yellow pants. We don't have yellow pants. So I told him to find some. I took the pants to the couch. He eventually came and asked me for pants and I put them on. Ahem. Baby girl comes screaming over to me with the infant tylenol in her hand. Forget how she got it, she wants it and wants it now. I give her some. Son starts wailing he wants some. I ignore him. He tells his daddy he isn't feeling a lot of love for him right now. Smart alec. Somehow they both ended up on either side of me. Baby girl starts pulling wipes out one by one. Little man starts pulling my tank top straps down and saying over and over and over and over and over again "can I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mousecan I watch Mickey Mouse can I watch Mickey Mouse?" I succeed in ignoring both of them. Wipes can get shoved back in the box. She is quiet. Hubby looks at me with the "are you really letting her do that?" look? I ignore the urge to kick him. Son leans over to take baby wipes from baby girl. I just lean a little further over to see around his head. Hubby continues to look at new trucks on his computer (after which I just not-so-gently reminded him of how I have been picking up hours to pay his speeding ticket, and he just suckered me into a new phone to replace his not-so-gently used one. Mine is still good, we got them at the same time...but he suckered me into spending the extra $40 for an early upgrade). Baby girl whacks Little Man for stealing her wipe. Little man whacks her back. A fight ensues over me and my computer. I separate them and put the wipes back in the box. Little man gets off the couch, goes around, and body slams baby girl on the couch. I scold, she cries, I hand a graham cracker to each and send them on their way. Hubby is STILL looking at the web.
I love my kids. I love my life. And yes, I love my husband. But I did look at the clock and realize it wasn't that long ago that right now I was just waking up from a nap in my clean apartment to take a shower and head out for the evening. I don't want those days back.....but on days like this, it is nice to remember them.
And now I have to go stop little man from stealing baby girl's phone, and then stop her from smacking him on the head like he is a whack-a-mole.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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Sounds soooo much like my life!!! My totally lovable husband spent the day doing anything but helping me around the house while I did piles of laundry, dishes, cooking, bed making, etc. Even when snarky comments were made by me...he didn't help...maybe I should've asked nicer? Lol! But seriously, I miss my more peaceful life, but love my hectic life even more...most of the time.
those days make me feel so rotten. thank goodness they are few and far in between. although, since the stomach bug, i've been in such a rut.
we're all busy in our own way. blogging(for me anyway) is a way to connect with new people--because i NEVER leave the house! lol--and find new things. if i don't hear from you...i know ya still love me!!
i feel your pain, sweets! ;o)
roflmbo *snort .. ok I hear ya nd am sure a million other mothers so feel you with this one. However I would have slappedhubby upside the head, unplugged his computer and informed him to get off his derrierre and grow a set. HE calls himself a man well real men clean house and do dishes and make kids mind instead of expecting it all from their wife... and the money he is whining for his new toy, YOU take and go away for the night to a hotel. Oh yeah and don't tell him which one o what room and ensure it has a jacuzzi bath.. yeah YOU deserve it..
Hi Vicki. That sounded like quite a night. Two and a Half men is really getting a little wild. Not really a good wholesome Children's show. If you worked and he didn't the house should not have been a mess. A good excuse men sometimes use is I can't do it...............
What a hard day you had! I'm so glad we always get to start over tomorrow.
(((HUGS))) I completely understand! I have 5....6 if you add in the hubby! Last night was one of the Grrrrrrrrrrrrr days!
I just have to say Thank You! Thank You for letting me know that I am not alone. I do 99.5% of EVERYTHING and the Hubby chimes in every once in awhile when he is playing WoW on his computer. LOL
I will admit that I did it to myself. Right from the start I took care of the house and cooking, then we had baby #1 and he had to work, so I took care of the house, cooking, and baby. That just continued and now we have 4 and I still take care of everything. lol
It's nice that you can look bac. Someday you will look back o this fondly. But I've been there and I understand what you're goig through.
My son is almost 8 but he is doing the same thing. He keeps asking again and again until he gets it. Lol,I hear the same sentence from his mouth maybe 10 times:)
OH BIG HUGS MOMMA!!!! I think we've all been there and then we need to just vent, purge, get it out and wake up to do it all over again tomorrow.
And here's a funny for you to think about -- yesterday, my 5 year old asks for an apple (right before we are about to leave for dinner). I'm very pregnant and had been on my feet the last 2 hours so I was leaving this small task up to the worthy hands of my dear husband. I make note, "Don't give him an entire apple, he won't eat it and the other half saves just fine." He cuts it in half and hands it to my son. My son hands it back nearly in tears and says, "I please want the skin off." My husband looks positively puzzled. He has no idea how to peel a d@%n apple! You're KIDDING ME? I go over there and it's litereally 2.5 seconds of peeling but then I think -- Pray that nothing happens to me because I fear my children would all be in cages from the ineptness of this man. LOL... God love him ... sometimes, he's really clueless! Men, they're just not wired to be nurturers that give good directions... they're just not!
Girl, if there wasn't a computer screen in my way I'd give you a big 'ol hug.
And know we know how you feel. We'll still be here when you find the time/peace and quite to visit :)
WOW! I'm exhausted just from reading about your day!
My hubby helps every once in a while. He used to help out more, before we had the baby.
It amazes me that now that there are more things to do, he has decided to do less...
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Yikes sounds like a rough day. I get really irritated on hubby's day off when he doesn't help out. There are certain things I have to wait until he is home and he sits his butt down on the xbox and plays games and I am left to deal with the kids with no help. Brittany takes her wipes out of the box too. I had to chuckle at that. For a minute I thought it was my house you were talking about.
Sounds like many evenings in our house! As much as I sympathize with you, I have to say it's nice to know I'm not alone.
I've had so many days like that...I totally feel your pain. My kids fight all the time, sometimes my husband is less than helpful.
On days like that, I like to remind myself that someday I'll look back and miss it desperately. But until then, a nice glass of wine after the kids are in bed helps dull the pain!
Hang in there! You are not alone!
OMGoodnes girl you are so busy. I am looking forward to going back to work but I know I am going to be like you running around with my head cut off getting back.
Eventhough I staying home and I overwhelmed with all the reading of blogs.. 2 hours a day can take.. it is like a job. LOL without pay. So I have been trying to cut it down to 30 minutes in the morning and then 30 minutes at night to read blogs. I need a timer LOL
Girl take a deep breath.....
Like a whack a mole .... LOL you have just summed up my world! :)
Oh girl I'm right there with you I love the boys but I somedays long for those sweet days of rolling out of bed on the weekend with no cares, no parties and only myself to take care of :)
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