Sleepless Nights-1
I've heard a lot of my mommy friends say things like,
“I love it when my baby wakes up at night and it's just me and
him/her, all alone. We get to bond.
That's a bunch of bull! There will be plenty of time
for bonding during the day, when you're well rested and not sleep
deprived. I don't know if these moms think that saying things like
this is going to win them some kind of award or what, but let me tell
you, it's not! My philosophy is, a good mom is a mom who got eight,
uninterrupted hours of sleep the night before (period).
Rear Facing Car Seats-2
Until your baby is old enough to realize that they are not in the vehicle (seemingly) all alone, this isn't a problem. But one
day, they wake up, they are no longer oblivious to the fact that the
back of the seat isn't a permanent fixture in their lives and they
freak out!
Or in my infants' case, they cry until they puke,
scream until they turn blue, almost pass out, and have green snot
running off of their chin. Whoever the genius was that came up with
this rear facing car seat idea, kudos. Every mom in America hates
you!
“Spill
Proof” Sippy Cups-3
Um...NOT!
We all know when these spill proof cups get turned upside down in
the rear facing car seats that our baby's have to sit in until
they're a year old, that their pants will be soaked from the time we
get from point a to point b. I think we should all banned together
and sew for false advertisement!
Potty Training-4
Do I really even need to expound on this? No, I didn't
think so.
Giving Birth-5
Keep in mind, these are in no particular order. Now,
I've heard this described in many different ways. My granny always
said, “It's like lifting a house on your shoulders.” Hmm, that
would be hard. I can't remember who said it but I've heard it
described, “Imagine trying to push a watermelon through a lemon.”
I think that's a pretty accurate description.
I just say, it hurts really really bad, then it's over.
Aahhh...
It's a very bitter sweet moment for me. I was iffy
about putting child birth in my suck-ish list. Delivery is probably
my favorite part of the whole nine month baby making process.
After each and every one of my child births, that's
right, all five of them, I felt more accomplished than I've ever felt
in my whole entire life. I mean, I had just pushed a tiny person out
of my, well, ya know. The suck-ish part? I thought there should be
some kind of ceremony. Maybe a trophy? I had done this amazing thing
and all everybody wanted to talk about was “the baby” this and
“the baby” that. Yeah yeah. The baby was great but really, what
did the baby do? I'm the one that had just risked life and limb to
lift this proverbial house on my shoulders and what did I get?
Squat.
So, you can probably see how this made the list.
Disciplining-6
I
really hate having to get onto my kids. It's one of my very least
favorite things to do. I always swore I would
never be
one of those moms that said, “just wait until your dad get's home.”
But guess what? I'm totally that
mom.
Ugh...and I hate myself for it!
But in a perfect world, I cook, clean, kiss the
boo-boo's, and daddy comes home and knock heads together, and
everybody's happy...especially mommy.
Bed Time-7
On TV shows and movies this ritual always seems to go
so smooth. Mommy and Daddy go in, read the children a story, say
their prayers, kiss them good night, and in eight to ten hours the
little angels come rolling out of bed. Refreshed and ready for a new
day.
That is never how it has gone at our house. NEVER! It
usually goes a little something like this:
School night bed time is nine o'clock for the younger
kids, ten o'clock for the older two. I have them start getting ready
around eight-thirty, that way they have no excuses when it's actually
bed time. They brush their teeth, if they feel like it, go the
bathroom, put pull-ups on, (for the ones who need them) get their bed
time drinks, then off to bed, for the first time.
Dani:
“Mom, can I sleep in the living room tonight?”
Me:
“No. You need to go to your room.”
Dani:
“But I want to watch a movie.”
Me:
“Dani, you will never go to sleep if I let you sleep downstairs.”
Dani:
(crying, stomps upstairs)
I usually go to bed around nine-thirty or ten o'clock.
There is somebody in and out of my room, no less than five times from
the time I go in there, to eleven o'clock each and every night.
Devin:
“You're probably gonna say no, but can I have a salad?”
Me:
“NO. Go...To..BED!”
Dustin:
“Can you tell Devin to leave me alone?”
Me:
“Tell
him I said to leave you alone!”
Daymond:
“I don't know how anybody's supposed to sleep in this house with
them!”
Me:
“Daymond, please just do your best and Go..To...BED!”
Dani:
“Mom, can I pleeaasseeee sleep in the living room?!”
Me:
“Dani,
if you don't go upstairs and go to sleep I'm going to beat you, or
have Daddy do it!”
Dakotah:
“Mommy, can I lay on your arm?”
Me:
“Of course Dakotah. Anything you want.”
Settling Arguments-8
This may possibly be the most suck-ish thing yet!
Devin:
“I
called X box”
Dustin:
“No I did!”
Dani:
“I'm
going to be Carly you be Sam.”
Dakotah:
“No. I'm Carly, you're Sam!”
Daymond:
“It's my shot-gun day.”
Devin:
“It's my
shot-gun
day.”
Me:
Aaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
This leaves me to be the judge and
the jury. And if you've watched very many legal proceedings, you'll
know that I'm going to end up very unliked by one side or the other.
There are days that I swear they get out of bed and
make a conscious decision to argue about every single topic that
comes up in the day.
Me:
“Hey kids. I'm going to cook you the best breakfast ever!
Blueberry waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and fresh fruit.”
Them:
“Eeww! No. We want cereal.”
Me:
“Hey guys. Wanna go to the park and play baseball then have lunch
at Pizza Hut?”
Them:
“No way! We want to clean the whole house and then have bologna
sandwiches for lunch.”
Okay, maybe that's a stretch. I'm just trying to prove
a point. They really like to argue!
Why? Why? Why?-9
Because I said so!!! That's why! First time moms are
under the crazy illusion that only toddlers go through this “why
phase.” WRONG! They start around the age of two, and my oldest is
now fourteen, and he has yet to outgrow the “why phase.”
This
is where, because I said so, comes in really handy. I despised that
answer when I was a kid! But until you're a mom, you can't really
appreciate it. It covers a multitude of whys.
“Mommy,
why can't I have a sucker for breakfast?” “Because I said so.”
“Mommy, why can't I wear a hoodie to school when it's ninety
degrees outside?” “Because I said so.” “Mom, why can't I go
to an unsupervised, boy/girl party while I'm in the eighth grade?”
“Because I said so.” See? It works just as well as, you can't have a sucker
instead of oatmeal because it'll rot your teeth and you'll still be
hungry. You can't wear a hoodie when it's ninety degrees because
people will think you're mental, you might stroke out, and it's just
weird. You can't go to an unsupervised, boy/girl party while you're
in the eighth grade because I was in the eighth grade once, I'm not
stupid, and I know what eighth grade boys and girls are thinking.
Because I said so was so much easier.
Deciphering Between The Truth & A Lie-10
When does, “I just threw up” mean “I just threw
up” or “I didn't get my homework done and I really don't want to
go to school today.”
After all these years, I'm still a pushover when it
comes to the kids telling me they “don't feel good.” And no
matter how many times I tell them they'll go to hell for lying, they
continue to tell me they “just threw up.” And as soon as the bus
pulls off, they magically feel like a brand new person.
There's a rule at school that if they puke, they must
show the nurse or the teacher or they can't go home. Maybe a little
extreme, but if they didn't do something they would have Coffee kids
“puking” like crazy. So, I decided this was a good rule to
enforce at home.
I've became hard core. They seem to “forget” to
leave it in the toilet. They always flush. If I don't see it, they
get on the bus. I know this sounds horrible but you would just have
to know my children to understand.
So, these are some of the things that make Motherhood
suck! Oh, there are more. And I'm sure as my kids get older and go
through more phases in life, there will be even more.
I always try to remind myself, as many suck-ish things
as there are...the good always outweigh the bad!
“Insanity
is hereditary. You can catch it from your kids.”
“Erma
Bombeck”