I just got done reading Grandmas latest post and couldn't help but feel sorry for her! I mean, it sounds as though her life is just a daily repeat...then I got to thinking about my own life and realized something crazy! I am living her life!!! Listen to this:
(Ho hum and sigh) Well I woke up this morning, in my bed, to the sounds of my children yelling and my husband snoring. I looked at the clock and it was 6:26 am. I still have 4 minutes before my day starts. The dog starts moving in his crate and I realize that if I don't get up, he's going to pee. So up it is, slippers on, down the stairs and outside to the sloppy mess that is the beginning of spring. I stand there as the dog pees and poops for the first time, back inside to feed him and as long as I'm there do my important stuff called making lunches. Just as I start to pour the applesauce in the little plastic dish, someone yells MOM and I am off to do whatever it is I am being summoned for. Back to lunches, and while I am at it I think I'll have a cup of coffee. The hot steaming thing comes out just as I am packing schoolbags and making sure all of the mittens are dry. MOM, MOM, MOM, MOM, MOM....good lord, is that the ceiling coming down? as I break up the first of many fights of the day. Back to my coffee only to find the pile of poop on the carpet next to the sink...oops, must have been a little too busy with the MOM stuff to notice that my "precious angel" of a dog gave me some sort of signal that it was time for his second relief trip! Outside with the dog, waiting, waiting, waiting for him to finish, perhaps I should have brought that coffee out with me. Oh my lord, it is 8:32 get your shoes on! we have to leave now!!! Out the door, kids to school, laundry, cleaning, MOM, MOM, MOM, more laundry, cleaning, bills, e-mails, take an aspirin, PLEASE take a nap today, laundry, pick up the boys, whats for dinner, find that coffee is still on the counter(now it is cold, at least Gma gets a few sips in), husband home, laundry, IS YOUR HOMEWORK DONE(for the 50th time)?, STOP JUMPING ON THE COUCH LIKE THAT!, HAS ANYONE SEEN THE DOG?????, THAT'S IT! GO TO YOUR ROOM!!!!,.....I'm sorry for yelling, I'm just tired of saying things 50 times, goodnight, MOM, MOM, MOM, MOM...laundry, does the clock really say 10:30, bed.
And I get to do that every day! No visitors either, sometimes groceries, but mostly the same daily monotony! (Sigh) I guess it doesn't get any better....
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I think I peed a little after reading this. He he he. Mine would go like this:
get up, "Liam!", go downstairs, "LIAM!", say good morning to Catherine, "LLLIIIAAAMMMM!!!!" (James and Kate drink) and repeat with slightly different activities but same yelling at Liam for the rest of the day
Isn"t being a mom the BEST!! Remember little kids little problems, big kids BIG problems. I know that isn't very encouraging but it really does get better when your the grandparent and they go home after a busy day! Enjoy these years because they are gone all too soon. It was great seeing you last weekend. Love, Aunt Sue
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