I just need to sigh.
Today was one of those days.
You know, those days. The ones where you look at your kids and say…remind me again while I sacrificed my body and my sure bet of marrying a Chippendale to wipe your butt? The day started out with the same “I am awake so feed me, love me, change me, and tickle me” routine it always does, but by 9am it was clear that P was turning into a serious Captain Klingon.
And oh no, he can’t just sit on your lap and watch Mickey Mouse Club.
He wants you to stand.
Stand up.
The whole day.
Holding him.
See.
And for some reason, probably an allergy I have yet to figure out, P has broken out in a rash that even the best Boudreaux’s Butt Cream isn’t taking care of and he firmly believes that the only fun thing to do in the house is to beg for food and to complain about life. So today when he started all that crap, I scooped him up for an outdoor adventure. That generally keeps him quiet for hours on end.
And it might have worked until he found and ingested Andros Ant Bed Poison and it took me 3 minutes before I realized what he actually was doing over by the brick wall being secretive. And here I was thinking that he had finally calmed down enough to be good. #JokesOnMom
Thankfully the good people over at Andros gave me some sound advice, most of which was that he was gonna be fine but may puke and lose his diaper at some point in the day.
Oh, goody, couldn’t wait.
Then to add to that little ditty, P decided that no way in hell on his watch was Mom (that’s me) entitled to get a break. Instead he took one of those “power naps” that give babies just enough energy to whine but not enough to actually enjoy the day. By the time my spouse came home, I was somewhere between insanity and scratching my eyes out, so I deferred to hopping in the car and doing a drive around the block just to breath on my own.
And I may have stopped and eaten a bowl of red beans and rice…and two pieces of garlic bread.
Now I am sitting here with a small glass of sweet tea wishing I could find a way to get rid of the sugar in my life and still have enough “get up and go” to get up and go. I am also pondering the 8 weeks I have left before Brandcation, 2 weeks left of Reynolds Wrap voting competition, and how I will survive an entire life of “stop eating that, don’t touch that, pull your pants up and leave her alone.”
I think I am going to go to the tub and drown myself.
Speaking of, if you are doing the same thing tonight, Unravel Me (Shatter Me) is good company.
~Trisha
I understand completely. With autism it is like this 24/7. One day Matthew pulled a kitchen knife on Larry threatening to kill him. he would kick and punch me multiple times a day, he would scratch me so much i bled, scream, throw himself to the floor, have explosive diarrhea multiple times a day. he had such low muscle tone that he couldn’t walk until he was 2 so I had to do everything for him. Yeah, I know.
How exhausting Maryann. Today i found permanent marker on the couch…the white leather one. I am not sure who to kill.
funny, but it is my youngest – not Matthew, that draws on my walls. In permanent purple marker! He did red on my dark couch, but that is so old I am ready to get rid of it. I would die (or murder) if it was nice white couch. Good thing they are cute or ….
Oh Geeze! Sorry you had such a bad day! I definitely remember how horrible toddler days could be! Mine are almost 18 & 13 now but when my son was little (say birth to age 7) he was a terror! I thought I would one day just lay on the floor kicking and screaming with him in a full out mommy tantrum. He eventually grew out of that phase (kind of) and I lost myself in A LOT of good books when the kids were young. Hang in there!
I remember those days… Sorry it went so badly, hope he went to bed early. =)
I remember those days! Exhausting. My kiddos are 11 and 15 now and I promise you, it does get easier…..even having a teenager is easier than the hard Mama labor days when they are little and depend on you for everything. Hang in there…..your drive, bath and writing in this blog are all smart and helpful coping mechanisms. Being a mom is the hardest job in the world…..and thank goodness it also has tons of wonderful moments, too!
Oy. Yes. Bathtub time. Sometimes, that’s are only “Me” time (and even then it can be uninterrupted by those tiny humans calling you Mom). Sorry that he’s been clingy. The twins have been in that mode too lately which means me carrying them up and down the stairs, over baby gates….if I sit down, oh let the screams begin. Mommy doesn’t have the strength to stand up like that for them.
((HUGS))
So did I hear you say you wanted another kid???? Haha. That’s why I only had 2. Anywho, did I miss the announcement for Brandcation?
Me? HELL no. I have a tubal ligation> ROFL
Dear Lord woman, I hate your day and I’m not even living it! I’m home with a sick kid, but a trip to Target and the purchase of a new wii game has saved my life. Here’s to a better tomorrow.
Eek how frightening, I’m glad he is okay! I still have days like that with my 5 year old. She just wants me to hold her. She doesn’t understand that she is heavy. Relax mama!
This is why mamas drink wine.
I’ve had these days too, but didn’t “find” wine until a few months ago.
Hope you had a better day today!
Oh I hate those days! I know that face very well. I was lucky yesterday because my son actually did it to Daddy instead of me. It was nice sharing for a change! I hope today is better.
It’s a new day! Hallelujah!
It is a very common occurrence for me to hide upstairs for the first hour after my husband gets home. Just to experience some quiet and a lack of children using my body as a climbing wall.
Hopefully tomorrow is a better day! Angeline was like that 24/7 until she was 2. I do not miss those days!
So sorry you had a horrible day! I hope tomorrow is better!
Definitely go to the bathtub. Sometimes I even put earbuds in and just hope Jon is keeping the kids out of trouble.
I voted for a rarely drank adult beverage. Hope tomorrow is better all around.
I hear ya. From the breaking the zipper on my BRAND NEW JACKET to a freaking impending snowstorm (!!!) to taking my teen for a tummy xray to check for a kidney stone to someone HITTING THE BACK OF MY TRUCK with my teen in it then taking off, I’ve had a crap day too.
I’m going for wine. Want some?
I will check the book out. I’ve been looking for a great book to dig myself into. My life is hectic just about every single day. I’ve got 5 kiddos all age 6 & under though. I do my best everyday and keep going. You seem like a great mom.
I feel for you on the toddler phase. My son is a couple weeks older than P and he’s into just about everything.
Sorry you had a shitty day!! Here’s to a better tomorrow for all of us.
Friday is coming
Hang in there!