I have spent the past few blogs praising my adorable children, talking about how much I love them, and how much they mean to me. It never fails….everytime I do that, they do something that reminds me why they drive me nuts sometimes!!!!
I don’t know what’s going on….Since his birthday three weeks ago, Ryley has been whining like crazy. Drive-you-over-the-edge whining. I can’t take it!!! I keep reminding him to speak in his big-boy voice, but to no avail. And he’s crying at the drop of a hat…..Grace says something to him and he comes running, tears streaming down his face, to tell me what she’s done. Everything is the end of the world to him right now. The other night, we took Grace out to dinner for her birthday. The older two got balloons. Ryley’s popped in the car, and both he and Grace completely lost it. Then Ethan lost the balloon he’d been playing with and he was crying too. At one point, I just started laughing. It was so ridiculous….they were all three crying in the backseat!
Grace seems to have lost her hearing and her ability to pay attention recently. How do you get kids to do something without repeating yourself 10 times? Does anyone have the secret? Care to share? And it takes her FOREVER to do anything right now….she lollygags, gets distracted, until I’m so completely exasperated that I start yelling. Mom of the year once again. I wish I had more patience!!!!! But it makes me nuts to stand there with the car door open, waiting for her to process the fact that her seat has been unbuckled and to get out of her seat and out of the car. UGH!!!!
Ethan is getting to the age of “getting into things” and “making big messes”. He lives for it. Yesterday was the dog food, this morning it was a whole bag of wipes. And he usually does this right when we’re getting ready to leave. And the food-throwing when he either doesn’t like what you given him or when he’s done eating has continued, so I had peas and chicken all over his chair and all over the floor after dinner last night. He likes to hide what he finds as well, so I’ve lost a remote and a roll of film from our cruise in recent days.
Thanks for letting me vent. Everytime this happens, I swear to myself that I’m never again going to brag about how wonderful my children are. But then motherly amnesia sets in, and once again, they remind me that they are children, and they are not perfect. I only wish I were (perfect, that is), and that I were better at this motherhood thing.