Friday, May 15, 2009

I'm Not Winning Any Awards Over Here

It's been one of those weeks where I'm quite sure my neighbors are thinking, "What in the world is going on over there!?! That crazy lady's kids are always crying!" Umm... yeah. I feel like I should be labeled with 'The Worst Mother of the Year' award.

It is not that I'm sitting back trying to catch up on a season's worth of Grey's Anatomy or anything either. I'm simply trying to just get through each and every day. No matter what I do though there is always crying or whining in the background. I try to take out the trash and there is crying. I am loading or unloading the dishwasher and someone begins to whine. I am trying to keep the floor clean and both kids are going at once. This is not a case of trying to keep it all pristine and perfect either. I know too well that lesson that sometimes housework has to be put aside. However, when the floor is so dirty I can't put The Comedian down on it in fear that she'll ingest week old popcorn or cheerios or that TD will develop an infectious disease just from kneeling on it to play cars, then we have a problem.

I feel like I'm always eight steps behind or my feet are stuck in some sticky, goopey substance that makes me extra slow. It makes me grouchy, sarcastic, withdrawn and I feel a bit like a failure. It's been a rough week here and I think what makes it even more so is that there doesn't seem to be any discernible cause. No one is sick, no one has massive deadlines. It's just an ordinary week with an exhausting amount of malcontent.

If I don't watch out I'm going to start taking TD's babies away from her after she disciplines them and muttering the lines like Joan Crawford herself, "They were thoughtless, selfish, spoiled children. Now they won't wake you up when you need your rest." Except TD isn't a drag queen who knows Mommie Dearest like the back of her hand and quoting movie lines like that is a bit over a three year-old's head.

It's back to the laundry monster for me.


  1. Wanna feel better about your life? Come visit me when my kids are home. The noise is enough to make you crazy. The fighting and whining...WOW. And the floors HA!! Between the kids and the dogs, I don't stand a chance. And I quit trying. But I promise visit for a day and you'll never feel that bad again.

  2. Sorry you had a rough time. We have whining and whining in our house too. And sticky floors. We are living in a shed til we build our house, so we have mess. Hopefully this week will be better for you there!!!

  3. If you wear your iPod around the house, you can *barely* hear the whining and crying!

    You're welcome!

  4. I feel ya. Our house has been a disaster lately too. Wayne finished his college class last week, so that helped free him up. I'm not much good for nothing it's fallen on him this weekend. because...well....clean or not, a baby is more than likely coming next Friday and I'm kinda freaking out about the dust bunnies hanging from the ceiling fans.


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