Goin' a little crazy here!!! Do you ever just hit the wall? I don't know what it is...Breakfast, lunch and dinner and getting kiddos to eat it. Breakfast, lunch and dinner and getting kiddos to eat it. Breakfast, lunch and dinner and getting kiddos to eat it. Breakfast, lunch and dinner and getting kiddos to eat it. Clean up all the mess that ends up on the floor. Change the diapers. Oh, and let's not forget His Highness Mr. Smokey! As if I wasn't picking up enough poop around this place! Ugh, it's enough to drive a girl mad! I just feel like the indentured servant some days. Don't mind me, I'm just here to do all the work...
Watching Sex & the City rerun...I just love when Big shows up in Paris *sniff* Love! Thank God I married my Big!
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God isn't that the truth... I feel you pain.
ReplyDeleteI totally know what you mean. And I have just taken on Family Day Care... was I crazy?!?!?!?
ReplyDeleteGood heavens, I just read the outline to my life...hang in there, I heard the teenage years help break up the monotony :)
ReplyDeleteI hear you!!! Mine is feed baby, change diaper, try to get her to nap, listen to screaming, feed baby, change diaper, try to get her to nap, listen to screaming. I should not complain, she is a beautiful, healthy ***stubborn*** baby, but I am hitting the wall, like you said, just with the nap thing.
ReplyDeletePreaching to the choir!
ReplyDeleteYes, we are are servants to our Highnesses...who knew being a mom=slave.
ReplyDeleteWash dishes, do laundry, change a butt, wipe a butt. Wash dishes, do laundry, change a butt, wipe a butt.
ReplyDeleteAny my husband wonders why my highlight of the week is an hour at the grocery store by myself!
I feel like a short order cook lately but I'm putting my foot down! Yeah right. ;)
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like my day too.
ReplyDeleteNo more diapers....but I constantly hear "What can I have to eat?" and I think didn't you just ask that 5 minutes ago?
ReplyDeleteThis is the teen year preview.
Hmm, I'm not cleaning up poop today, but my boss is announcing to the company that I'm leaving today. I suppose the cat will be out of the bag soon enough.
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Oh, God, YES.
ReplyDeleteI call myself the janitorial staff around here.
And as for dinner and getting the kids to eat it? I hit a huge, brick wall.
Oh lord, I've felt like that more than I care to admit.
ReplyDeleteWhile it's not fair to feel that all he does is work his little job and then play... sometimes it really does feel like that.
I take care of them both when they're sick, even if I'm sick myself... hubby helps a little bit if I'm sick, but sometimes, he forgets, and I end up having to get back up to handle things.
I do their laundry... and clean the house... and cook the food... and do the dishes... and fold and put away the laundry... and do the shopping... and pay the bills... and raise the child... and put out on a regular basis! Sometimes, I wouldn't mind a little break myself, you know what I mean?
Just wait until they kids are old enough to do it - and then sit back and direct the work...hehe
ReplyDeleteOhhh I LOVE Mr. Big! That was a truly great ending to that series. I watched it again last night too. I can't wait for the movie - I hope they stay true to the series.
You are the director and we are your choir. I bet we all manage to sing the exact.same.tune.
ReplyDeleteOh my, that was SO me this weekend. I just hit the wall. I was literally in tears as I again found myself in the kitchen, cooking, feeding, then cleaning.
ReplyDeleteMy husband has a very busy schedule in Jan/Feb due to his coaching job so I am home, alone, a lot. I got out a bit on Sunday for some much needed ALONE time. I love being a SAHM. LOVE it. But occasional breaks are definitely required.
Oh - I love that SATC rerun! I know it's dorky but I cna't wait for the movie!
ReplyDeleteI hate when my weekend runs like that, after a week at my office job. We eat out at least twice on the weekend! I must say though, The Bear eats ANYTHING we put in front of him. He loves it all.
ReplyDeleteFunny you should post about this...last night, my four year old asked for milk before bed, I asked him in return why I should get it, he replied, "Because you are my slave"....let's just say he was put in his place pretty darn quick!
ReplyDeleteI hear ya hon, I hear ya!!
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I know what you mean. This too shall pass. Won't be long before you can delegate the dishes to the little ones.
ReplyDeleteGround Hog Day is what I call it. I had one on Sunday! Good luck
ReplyDeleteIt is a vicious, endless cycle, this life we lead!
ReplyDeleteI think when he shows up in Paris and when she shows up in the restaurant where her friends are and when Smith shows back up to tell Samantha he loves her, are my 3 favorite moments of Sex and The City!!
ReplyDelete*tear*
I feel ya honey!! Food, diapers, clean, food, diapers, clean, naptime, car pool... it's never ending insanity :-) Although, it will end far too soon :-)
After some serious brain washing, my little one goes for a nap (and down at night time) with absolutely no effort on my part. I still feel your pain though--I have a 3.5 year old too.
ReplyDeleteI've seen your blog name around for a long time and thought I was past due in paying a visit. So, hello NW! I'm sure I'll be back, I'd be crazy not to.
It gets better. It feels like it will be this way forever, but it gets better.
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We all hit the wall sometimes. That's when fellow bloggers stop by with Scotch on the rocks, served on a silver platter.
ReplyDeleteWould madam care for her refreshing drink now??
My butler awaits ....
It is neverending................................................................I know!
ReplyDeleteAnd some day, in the future that seems so FAR away today, but will flash past in a mere twinkling of the eye, you will long for the days when you had any say at all about when and what they wore and ate.
ReplyDeleteThe best advice a seasoned (read OLD) friend can offer is to enjoy the moments, no matter how tedious, frustrating or complicated they may be, for this is only a season, and how you handle this one determines the flavor of the next one.
Blessings, friend!
TM
oh my goodness. funny you never mention these things in email. hang in there, m'dear! sounds like a heck of a lot go'n on. gosh. oh my.
ReplyDeleteHoly cow . . . all that and a biz to boot. You are supermommywoman.
ReplyDeleteThe story of our lives girl...lol
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