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Thursday, January 10, 2008

Angry momma!!

Sorry this is so long... just a BIG venting thing going on.

I need a vacation... to run away or something. Am I the only mom who is just completly exhausted, stressed and at her wits end? I mean, I know moms have a lot on their plates, but mostly I read about the cute little things others' kids are doing and something they got into. Is everyone just downplaying that they get angry, frustrated and have no idea how to cope?

What I haven't been able to figure out is why my two middle kids won't listen. Okay, I know you're saying all kids are like that. It's just hard for me to swallow since I'm more than 3/4 of the way finished raising one who I never had these types of problems with. I remember having to repeat myself maybe three times in one day, but very rarely did I have to review the same thing the next day and the next and the next and the next ...

Let me just review tonight's problem that has me all tense and whatnot. The teenager was working with the kids are their tv learning game thingy - the VTech. So I decided instead of goofing off on the computer or doing some housework I would give the baby a bath and fix her bottle. I get her all situated and she falls asleep while finishing her bottle -- just in time of them ending their game time.

I put her to bed in my room instead of in the room they all share and proceed to get the others ready for bed. We read stories, say goodnight and they're reminded to be quiet, stay in bed and go to sleep.

They never did stay quiet. One got up to use the bathroom. I finished watching Dr. Phil that I recorded earlier -- took about 15 minutes. I got up and reminded them to stay quiet and go to sleep. I put a CD in the DVR so they would have some music to listen to as they fell asleep and went into the office to finish my work and goof off a little bit. (The teenager is studying for a test that's tomorrow.)

While in the office I thought I heard something, but I wasn't sure. Then I heard it again. Yes, it was the sound of doors opening. I got up to see what was going on and saw their door open all the way AND the door to my room open!!! with the sound of a whining baby coming through the door.

They woke up the baby! OMG! I was so mad!

"Who opened that door?" I ask rather loudly.
"Amareah," Andre says. "Andre," Amareah says.

The rest is rather ugly... and here I sit at almost 10 p.m. with the baby squirming on my lap and whining and crying. I had gotten a little relaxed with my 15 minutes of Dr. Phil and now the tension I feel is radiating from my head to my toes.

Had I ever had an inkling that my husband and I would ever be separated I would have never.... never... OMG the baby is screaming!!! Never never never never....

Knowing her she'll be up now until past midnight and another night will be wasted. Another night of not doing anything I want to do or need to do... why do I even try?!
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