I have about four minutes before I need to leave to take the girls to school. They’ve been taking the bus but we were running late this morning so, driving it is.
I feel like I’ve been awake forever. I’m so tired. The kids have been talking to me nonstop this morning. They do every morning. They do every minute.
Being a mom is a lot of work. I’m either spending every second of the day entertaining/watching/BEing with kids or if I bother to answer the phone and talk to my mother (for the first time in months) as she comforts me about our not-going-anywhere moving situation, I can be sure to walk into my childrens’ bedrooms and find something seriously wrong.
It feels like 100% of the time I take a few minutes to do something I need to that doesn’t revolve around them, they are naughty. I do ALL sorts of things with the kids…. ALLLLL sorts of things, almost constantly, GOOD mom things and yet I turn my back for five seconds and they repay me by immediately going to do something destructive.
Since they’re SO destructive and messy (and trust me, I make them pick up their messes!!) I try to stay out of the house when I can. I don’t like being home. Home is really boring and just not a place I like.
I checked out the winter clothes clearance sales one day. I always mean to buy during clearance sales for the next year but never do. And that particular day, I didn’t end up buying anything! The kids were pissed at me. Allan called me about an important phone call he had with a potential employer, he didn’t have time later in the day to talk to me and I was right in the middle of the store so I had to talk to him then. The kids, I don’t know why, get super annoyed when I’m on the phone even though I kept walking through the store like I would have been if I hadn’t been on the phone. Frustrating. I almost never talk on the phone while I’m out with them so I don’t think they have the right to be upset with me. haha!
I’ve made a HUGE effort to take more pictures once the older girls get home from school. I don’t know why it’s SO hard for me. Well, that was a total lie because I know exactly why it’s so hard for me!! Taking care of four kids is overwhelmingly difficult. Taking care of two kids is a lot of work, taking care of four kids is TOO much work! haha
I have a million bazillion things I could blog about Brooklyn but, unless she wants me to I try not to. It’s weird because raising her is a giant part of my life, takes up a lot of my thoughts and time and energy but… she’s pretty much gone from my blog now. And maybe will be forevermore? haha (She doesn’t mind me posting pictures of her, she just doesn’t like me talking about her much)