Thursday, January 14, 2010
I am in a really bad mom place...and for no good reason.
The kids are great. Stella and Thomas are doing great in school and for the most part are really well behaved. James is a little joy monkey who has the best temperament on the planet.
And yet...I am in a bad mom place.
The nonsense begins at dinner. I could place chocolate covered brownies covered with chocolate sprinkles in front of Thomas and I would hear, " I don't like chocolate covered brownies covered with chocolate sprinkles any more!!!!" I sit down and someone needs more milk. I try to take a bite and James wants the spoon...faster, faster mama!
Then...clear your plates, clean up the front room, shoes in the shoe bin, socks in the laundry room...no I mean it...clear your plates please! Focus please...pick your shoes up.
James has learned to really splash in the tub. So I hold a towel up in front of me...because maybe I do not want to take a bath yet. I have to wrestle him to get his pjs on. He. Can't. Hold. Still. Not. For. One. More. Second! Because no one ate the chocolate covered brownies covered with chocolate sprinkles, everyone wants another meal right before bed.
All three are tucked in and I go down to finish the kitchen. Footsteps and it is Stella. I know we have a couple more trips down before her mind will allow her to relax. Trust me, I should be used to this by now.
Anywhere I go in the house, I travel with a baby monitor. Even now as I type, I listen. I find myself thinking back to when I had my own apartment and everything was so organized. I feel like I am constantly tackling clutter and then...why?? is there still clutter? Where do all these toys come from?
A friend of mine was venting about her sons nighttime routine and she said, I don't know how you do it with three. Maybe it is a lot. Maybe it is more than I realize and I am just feeling burnt out.
I do know that I feel better just writing about it:-)