Yum Hey What's for Dinner Mom?: a growly kind of day


a growly kind of day

Some days are like the day I had today. Something just isn't right, I'm growly, cranky, prickly and claustrophobic. Children leaning in on me to hear the best parts of Farmer Boy made me want to scream. I didn't, but I wanted to.

I actually have those moments a lot. There, I said it, I'm by no means perfect, my kids make me want to scream. Especially the random questions, the "he touched me" tattle tales and of course the ever popular stare down while doing what I just explicitly told you not to do. ARRRRRGHHHHH

How many random questions can one person listen to before wanting to tune them out, I reach my limit at 8:45 in the morning. After that I'm digging deep for patience, understanding and distraction.

I want to be that mom who never runs out of calm answers but how do you ever answer "how much would you weigh on Mars if your head was made of lead?" without wincing?

I love love love my kids and they are the light of my life but today, ick today made me want to crawl under a rock. And they make me want to scream on a semi regular basis.

Maybe today was caused in part by one boy too sick-ish to be sent to school but not quite sick enough to stay in bed. Or perhaps because I had the scheduled grocery trip all planned out and it was canceled due to the semi-sick boy, therefore my whole menu plan on the right track thing was thrown off. Or maybe I spent far too many waking hours in the night putting kids back to bed that I didn't get enough sleep. Maybe I'm just a mean old bitch who wants to be left alone.



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  2. Oh wow- that is a very honest post and I completely appreciate it.
    While I don't have kids of my own yet, I know that you are not alone in these sentiments. Thank you for preparing me for Someday, though!

    Dessert Darling

  3. Had the exact same kind of day today...

  4. I don't know how you can do it. I don't even watch my neices and nephews alone for an extended period of time. Nope. Can't take it!

    I'm thinking of taking the eldest neice (9) on a thrift trip this weekend, let's see if I survive... ;)

    Good luck to you getting through the ick. Work out frustrations on some cleaning? Some crafting?

  5. Maybe you're just HUMAN. (And a pretty awesome one at that!)

  6. I love that last line - made me giggle. Of course you are just like everyone else. Our children are grown so it's just the hubby and me. Sometimes I miss the "he touched me" and the long drawn out "Mommmmm."


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