Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Worst Day EVAR

Michaela: no accidents, but some skid marky undies
Maeve: 1 pooh in the potty, 2 in her pannies
Alasdair: 3, and one was a DOOZIE

Let's begin with 1 poopy Doodie diaper and 2 pantie poops from Maeve.
Then there's the flat tire. I walked out to my car with the little ones to go to the gym and had to drive straight to Les Schwab. Do not pass GO. Do not collect $200.
After I got that fixed we drove to the Y. There was no parking. Not one spot. Nada.
After 15 minutes I found a spot and got inside, but the Child Watch for Doodie was full. So I checked Maeve in and put D on the waiting list. For 45 minutes.
Finally I got in to the gym and slammed out my workout in 30 minutes, grabbed the kids and fled home.
Poop.
Lunch.
Nap.
Poop.
Work.
Collect M from school.
Work.
Poop explosion from Doodie.
Swim lessons for Maeve.
Work.
Oh, and in between all this was the incessant bickering, fighting, screaming, jumping, running, crying and downright unruly-ness from my kids.
I was at the end of my rope. Seriously, I'm at a loss. I'm not sure where I lost control of my kids, but it has happened and I don't know how to get it back. My 7 year old is literally out of control, and the 3 year old just copies everything she does. Then the 2 year old picks up on all the finer points from the bigger two. Between picking up all their messes and breaking up fights and trying to ignore the screaming I can't seem to hold on to my sanity these days.

I think it's time to chant my mantra for a few hours: This, too, shall pass.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

1 comment:

Amber Red said...

Hello! I am not sure if you would even remember who I am or not, but I used to work with Michael @ Diligenz.
Anyway. I have four kids and yes it is the craziest thing in the world and there are times when I wished they came with a receipt and a return policy. The only thing of "wisdom" I would say is it seems like from your post you are doing a lot of activities. I know for me when I have a full plate in a day it drives me crazy and I wish they would just listen so we could get it done. but reality is they are kids. Recently after I looked at myself and realized I was becoming one of those "crazy" moms yelling all the time I said to my kids. Thats it I am done yelling. If you are doing something wrong you are getting a consequence for it. I expect them to listen the first time every time and if they don't...then that was there choice and the consequence follows. This post was written a few weeks ago so who knows life may be good now :) hang in there :) I tell myself daily...."they are blessings from God" And I am often trying to find out what the blessing is :)