Don’t get me wrong, I love my children very much.
“In good times and in bad”, oh wait those were part of my vows….
Yes, I love them all the time, even when they colour on my walls with purple and green crayon. And when they throw their plates on the floor. The dogs especially love them when they do this. And I love them when they aren’t doing what they are told. But I’ve got a limit people.
Here’s the scene. Mommy has a terrible headache today. One that has kept her moments from leaping into the bathroom to be sick. I think it’s a pinched nerve in my neck, but I’ve been feeling this way since I almost threw up in my sleep at 4:30am. I’ve taken some pills to help dull the pain in my head. And just as I was about to ask my husband to stay home, a conversation we had earlier this week rang every so loudly though….”I have to be at work Wed, Thurs, Fri for sure.” Ugh. No asking for sympathy today.
Morning starts off alright. They are loud but coffee and more pills helps to dull the pain. I figure today is a good day to use my 47″ tv look after the kids until the tingling in my shoulder impoves and I can see straight. Every chance I got, I had my eyes closed. The kids were pretty good so long as Toopy & Bino was on. I also mixed it up with a little Thomas the Tank Engine, Super Why and Curious George. What a day to let them watch tv, after all I’ve only been spending this rest of this week trying to cut back on the tv they watch. They aren’t bad, they average about 2.5 hrs. I’d like to get them down to 1. And for the most part we are usually playing while the tv is on, so they aren’t just zoned out in front of it. I guess I want the dependency of having it on to go away.
Anyways, come lunch time I’ve actually impoved, shoulder is still in knots, but the headache is actually going away. Get the kids fed and they do a good job of eating. Now we have some extra play time before bed. I made a deal with the devil today also. I told Isabelle that if she could wear big girl panties and have zero accidents for 7 days in a row, that I would take her to a store and she could buy any toy she wanted. I at least did not specify which store and she doesn’t know the difference between Toys r Us and the Dollar Store yet, thank God! So while she doesn’t quite understand that she can’t have a new toy today, she does understand that she can’t have any accidents. And just when I thought we are were on our way after two successful bathroom trips, both of which she told me she had to go, she had an accident. When she told me she was all wet she even said to me, “Isabelle not get new toy” and she said it rather sadly. So she gets it, but just not quite yet.
So I had to add a quick bath for Isabelle to the list of things to do before nap time. I bathed her, cleaned up the other two and then let them play a bit more upstairs before putting them down for naps. I put them down, and immediately went to my own bed. I managed to sleep for an hour despite all the hoo ha coming from the kids room. I walked in and Maddy had pulled the curtain down again. My headache that was gone, snap, back in an instant. Add to that Isabelle pooped in her pull up and Aidan had thrown all this blankets and lamb out of his crib. I changed Isabelle who kept telling me she was sorry. I hugged her and put her back to bed. I fixed the curtain rod and put it back up only for it to fall down because I hadn’t quite snapped it back in. I swear something in me almost snapped. Put the rod back up, was about to walk away when I decided that was it, she was not going to pull it down again, and so I moved her crib in such a way that she cannot reach the curtain.
It is now 2:45pm and they are still up there making noise and fooling around. I think this is party due to Isabelle being in the room. There is a lot of me that is about to give up the idea of having a spare room and putting Isabelle back in her own room. This way I can put toys in her room that she will be told she can quietly play with during naps and the twins will go back to sleeping. And maybe, just maybe things will go back to being slightly normal for me. Maybe the kids will be less over tired and there will be less hitting and less screaming and less of them driving their mommy bonkers by 4:30pm.
I love them, they are my life and no matter how crazy or how bad of a day, they are mine and I’m a better person for having them. And they are growing up and learning faster than I ever believe they would. And despite all the craziness they are loving wonderful children who are the best children in the whole world and they are all mine and I wouldn’t give them up for anything.
Here’s hoping tomorrow is a better day.