Kids Suck ...
Not really, but sometimes, YES.
Have you ever watched those commercials where a family is frolicking on a bed so happy in their "togetherness?" Maybe this is a commercial for cotton or fabric softener, maybe even a lotion that promises smooth skin. It doesn't really matter, you get the point. Anyway, in our house, those images don't exist.
That's not to say we don't try to create them and at times have been successful. When C was a baby, we loved to get him from his crib and bring him down to our bed for a little snuggle session. It was even fun after Sis was born to do the same and C would join us on his own. But today, baby was snuggling with us and it was so peaceful and then Sis came down and then C came up and then and then and then .....
the Hub and I try so hard to enjoy these moments, we are all fully rested and a new day awaits but as we tried to have a conversation with one another while sissy was making annoying high pitched noises at baby and C's trying to get the baby's attenion by pulling on his arms while I'm trying to hold baby up from the all the tugging and poking and C lays on Sissy's arm and she screams and the Hub yells and C pushes and the baby cries. It's nothing like on T.V. We quickly gave up on our time "together."
DISCLAIMER: If you've ever been offended by my husbands random analogies than do not read further because he came up with one today that is not for the faint of heart which may ~ or may not ~ shock some. {what could be worse than Satan himself?}
The conversation we were trying to have was in regard to the Hub having to possibly go to Maui for two weeks in September to work. This will not be the first time he's made this type of trip to Hawaii but before it was only for a week and we only had two kids AND even then, I went crazy without him for more reasons than one. This time, two weeks is the minimum and we have 3 kids AND I'm going crazy with him not being in Hawaii so I cringe at the thought of being on my own for that long. He barely gets home before 8:00 or 9:00 as it is lately and just having his help putting the kids to bed makes all the difference in the world when it comes to my sustained sanity. I'm trying not to whine, he doesn't need to feel guilty about going and acts like it's just as much an inconvenience for him as it is for me (really? I ask, because I could sure handle it).
As we scrambled out of the bed, the kids to the kitchen whining for breakfast and the Hub getting ready for yet again, another day at work, I noticed how quickly he was trying to get out of the house as the noise level slowly increased. His tolerance for them has decreased as he's spent more and more time away which I can appreciate. It's much easier to tolerate them when you're with them all of the time because they are easier ... they go about their business when we're here all day and when he's home, they're constantly in his face like they know their time with him is limited. He gets angry at the funniest things and I'm awed at how quickly he becomes annoyed when he gets home. I imagine this is upsetting to him because he really does want to come home, he misses them like crazy . So, this morning as he was leaving I made a joking accusation with a screaming baby in my arms that it is obvious the second he gets home from work that it doesn't take him long to realize working is just so much easier. He denied it at first but when he could tell I wasn't really kidding nor upset about the truth of my comment he said,
"Sometimes when I get home I feel like I just walked into Satan's asshole."
Oh how I laughed and then said,
"Imagine living in it all day."
Have you ever watched those commercials where a family is frolicking on a bed so happy in their "togetherness?" Maybe this is a commercial for cotton or fabric softener, maybe even a lotion that promises smooth skin. It doesn't really matter, you get the point. Anyway, in our house, those images don't exist.
That's not to say we don't try to create them and at times have been successful. When C was a baby, we loved to get him from his crib and bring him down to our bed for a little snuggle session. It was even fun after Sis was born to do the same and C would join us on his own. But today, baby was snuggling with us and it was so peaceful and then Sis came down and then C came up and then and then and then .....
the Hub and I try so hard to enjoy these moments, we are all fully rested and a new day awaits but as we tried to have a conversation with one another while sissy was making annoying high pitched noises at baby and C's trying to get the baby's attenion by pulling on his arms while I'm trying to hold baby up from the all the tugging and poking and C lays on Sissy's arm and she screams and the Hub yells and C pushes and the baby cries. It's nothing like on T.V. We quickly gave up on our time "together."
DISCLAIMER: If you've ever been offended by my husbands random analogies than do not read further because he came up with one today that is not for the faint of heart which may ~ or may not ~ shock some. {what could be worse than Satan himself?}
The conversation we were trying to have was in regard to the Hub having to possibly go to Maui for two weeks in September to work. This will not be the first time he's made this type of trip to Hawaii but before it was only for a week and we only had two kids AND even then, I went crazy without him for more reasons than one. This time, two weeks is the minimum and we have 3 kids AND I'm going crazy with him not being in Hawaii so I cringe at the thought of being on my own for that long. He barely gets home before 8:00 or 9:00 as it is lately and just having his help putting the kids to bed makes all the difference in the world when it comes to my sustained sanity. I'm trying not to whine, he doesn't need to feel guilty about going and acts like it's just as much an inconvenience for him as it is for me (really? I ask, because I could sure handle it).
As we scrambled out of the bed, the kids to the kitchen whining for breakfast and the Hub getting ready for yet again, another day at work, I noticed how quickly he was trying to get out of the house as the noise level slowly increased. His tolerance for them has decreased as he's spent more and more time away which I can appreciate. It's much easier to tolerate them when you're with them all of the time because they are easier ... they go about their business when we're here all day and when he's home, they're constantly in his face like they know their time with him is limited. He gets angry at the funniest things and I'm awed at how quickly he becomes annoyed when he gets home. I imagine this is upsetting to him because he really does want to come home, he misses them like crazy . So, this morning as he was leaving I made a joking accusation with a screaming baby in my arms that it is obvious the second he gets home from work that it doesn't take him long to realize working is just so much easier. He denied it at first but when he could tell I wasn't really kidding nor upset about the truth of my comment he said,
"Sometimes when I get home I feel like I just walked into Satan's asshole."
Oh how I laughed and then said,
"Imagine living in it all day."
Comments
I thought Seth worked alot working until 7 at night. Props to you.
So, you finished the book! I agree about what you said it being a "Teenager Series" but, in all reality kids hear alot worse at school. At least she made them get married before they had sex, and she could have gone more into detail [dangit]I do agree though that it could give unrealistic expectations. Maybe that will make our daughters be really picky throughout high school, and by the time they realize its not even close to the truth, they will be ready to date. Maybe like 21 or 22.I have another private blog, and I just posted pics from the movie on it. Go check it out before it goes private![www.truefriends5.blogspot.com] James has a nice body. Just erase his porno hair!
If Jake does end up going to Hawaii let me know and I will be right over.