Showing posts with label grumpy me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grumpy me. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Not Today, Sorry

I know I promised an inspirational quote every Thursday and today is Thursday, but sorry, it's not happening today. I feel like a real mom today. It started at 5am with the Sound that every mother knows well and dreads. A sound that means 5-7 days of at least 5 loads of laundry a day. A sound that means no sleep for mom for days on end. A sound that is worse than finger nails on a chalk board. A sound that makes me wish I were anything but a mom, just in that instant. A sound that no one can ever get used to. Yup, you guessed it, the sound of one of the heathens PUKING. The sound of one of the heathen PUKING IN THEIR BED, all over themselves and the blankets and the walls and floor. I have been dealing with puke all day long. So far it has only hit Dubs, but I'm sure the rest will have their turns. So sorry if I neglect the blog for a few days, I'll be in the trenches of motherhood.
Wish me luck!
UPDATE:See what kind of day it has been? I was just looking at my newest blog post on my blog and I realized it is not Thursday! I have not missed a Thought for Thursday yet. I still have hope. Maybe you'll end up with some sort of thought after all! I'm going to bed while I can!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Caged Animals

I am ready for the construction zone to leave my yard.
Wait, I don't think I said that loud enough,
I am ready for the construction zone to leave my yard.
See the color red? It symbolizes passion. That was said with all the passion and energy of soul of a cooped up mother to 4 little heathens.
Yes, you heard me, HEATHENS!!!
They are starting to act like caged animals. They pick on each other just because they don't have anything better to do.
This morning they were all in the corner for one reason or another before breakfast!
The reason could not possibly be a stressed out mommy.
Maybe I would not be so stressed if they would sleep past 6:30 at least one morning. Ask anyone who knows me, I am not a morning person.
GRUMPY ME!
Don't worry, this will pass. I will not hurt my children, I just need to vent. Maybe now I can put on a smile and go look at them again.
They really are cute, and they say the funniest things.
OK, I do love them, you're right!
Plus Mr Bird will be home in T-Minus 3 hours.
I'm happier already.