December 10, 2008

Even Perfection Has Its Limits

"How did a nice girl like me get into a mess like this?"
-Majorie Pay Hinckley

Its an urge that needs to be dealt with before I explode. I can't help it! I must vent, just a teeny tiny bit.
And yes, you are supposed to laugh at what I'm about to say. It's allowed! In fact, its encouraged and anticipated. So, here it goes.

This has been the longest week ever! When I find out who stole my three little angels and replaced them with these demons now facading as my children, I am going to kick their bum! Sorry, my mama doesn't like that other word that has the T's in it.
Anyone who has decided to embark on the exciting and dangerous journey of having more than one child, has also decided to become a permanent ringmaster and bouncer, whether they like it or not!
One minute, your kids are best friends, playing nice, being so great that you just know that you have the greatest kids ever and you are, without a doubt, the coolest mom in existence!
Then the next, they just have to go and pop your little make believe world and make you realize that you don't know a dang thing about parenting. In a flash of piercing screams, you are trying to break up the rough and tumble, all the while trying to keep you head on straight so you don't loose it yourself.
Top that with the extreme exhaustion and back pain that has once again returned to haunt my days and make my insomnia worse at night. Its amazing what happens when you don't have the energy to leap across rooms in a matter of milliseconds to stop a disaster. So much for being super mom!
Pop-up books that have been closely guarded and watched get torn apart, entire bodies get colored on, laundry gets dragged into the bathtub only to be tossed out onto the floor making that bathroom an extreme safety hazard. And for heaven's sake Jacob, leave my toothbrush alone!! Oh, not to mention, the refrigerator contents get re-arranged, important papers get cut up, computer screens get drawn on, bookshelves get unloaded... etc. etc. etc.
Oh man, I love what I do, and being a mom is the greatest, but dang it all! Where are the leashes and the muzzles!? Isn't there a pause button somewhere? Or maybe its just me. Maybe I'm doing this mommy thing all wrong. So, what's the secret? Did I miss the handbook that was passed out somewhere along the way?

Ahhhh. Okay, I'm done, I'm good. I feel better already!

11 super cool people speak:

Heidi said...

I think the new title of your blog is highly appropriate and fantastic. Hang in there. You really are awesome--in every sense of the word.

Mama Smith said...

It just seems to me...that if every mother makes it through their little children's growing up years...without actually sending them back HOME to OUR ETERNAL FATHER...on HER TERMS....DESERVES "eternal life"...ON THAT BASIS ALONE...Well, then ADDING in their TEENS YEARS...MOTHERS EARN...QUEEN STATUS....IMMEDIATELY...(smile)

Serene is my name, not my life! said...

Thanks Heidi! I was wondering if anyone was going to notice that.

Brittney said...

I noticed the blog title too. nice.. sounds like life is a little too easy for you. You still have that positive attitude about it all!

Emily C said...

Yeah.

I've only got two right now, and I'm not pregnant, but dang if this isn't insane.

Michelle said...

Man, if we lived closer, we should do maid service at each other's houses once a week. My day today has been a tiny glimse of yours, but we all make it through. You're awesome! If only we had a maid...

Serene is my name, not my life! said...

LOL! You know, I cleaned houses for eight years and I use to wonder why people with kids would employ a maid! I always thought the kids should do it.
Well now I see why, especially when the kids are so young!
Sorry you had a rough day!

Emily said...

I feel like I'm going crazy and I only have one kid. Kids are so fun though and we get through some how.

Wendy said...

Being a mom is the hardest thing that I've ever done. Just know there are many mothers out there that are dealing with the same things, and some days are much better.

E said...

What's the secret? Duct Tape :) J/K

Serene is my name, not my life! said...

Oh trust me, the thought has crossed my mind, more than once! LOL!

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