Shh…I’m hiding November 25, 2006
Posted by spacemom in : Life...otherwise, Kids, Mom Phrases , trackbackI am in my bedroom, hiding. The girls have been INSANE today, and yesterday and Thursday. I swear as G-d is my witness that this children are fucking insane.
Soleil lost it when we went for a walk because we weren’t allowing her grandparents to go see her best friend’s new house. WTF??? WTF???
Luna started screaming for no apparent reason. Lasted 10 minutes… Shit they found me….
back after I ass wipe someone…
The day started innocent enough. We had a night out, got the last two tickets to Casino Royale, VERY Good movie. Best Bond I have ever seen. Then to dinner.
I had a massage scheduled for this morning. I decided on a whim to get my hair cut. It came out the right length, but the woman dried all of the curls out. I look like Hillary. I can also see the multitude og grey hairs that normally hide. By 40, I may start to consider coloring my hair. That is vain… I know.
But the massage was heaven. 1 hour and 15 minutes of pure, heavenly bliss. The woman put on some wind instrument with birds and a flowing stream in the background. Then she proceeded to put my body into a wonder state of pure relaxation.
Then I came home… and hell started to reign on earth. The screams! The looks! The horror that Mommy gave someone a sippy instead of a regular cup. I ask someone to use potty so we don’t have to use the composting potties at the National Park service (the girls are scared of them). NO NO NO, I would rather have my bladder burst and urine soak my internal organs before I use a bathroom when you ask, Mommy…
The walk got about 20 yards before I had two girls asking me to carry them. Grandma was treated like chopped liver. I felt terrible for her and terrible for the girls. After much discussion, and my heart breaking as a saw a dad smack his daughter (about 3 or 4) for walking towards the river twice, I kept my calm and decided to return to the car. We did. Slowly, loudly, screaming bloody murder, but we did. I actually had one older gentleman give me a thumbs up when I said something very calmly to Soleil. I forget what I said, but I was seething inside and to have someone else just confirm that I was doing the right thing helped.
Luna was asleep in the car in 5 minutes, graham cracker still at her lips.
Soleil and I had a long talk at home about her behavior.
I need a drink. A stiff one.
On another note, mom is in a regular room now. She has multiple blood clots in her lungs. She’s on heprin and cumadin. She will be hospitalized for several days, but is being encouraged to move around as they are confident that the clots are only in her lungs and should stay there until dissolved.
Luna is screaming and forgetting to breathe. I better go deal….
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Oog. This, too, shall pass. Honest!
I love that my house sounds EXACTLY like yours! The last time I got a massage, I said to Dh,”I can’t believe that much relaxation can be undone in two minutes after I walk in the door!”
Hi honey! Just wanted to send you some love and hope you got a few minutes of peace and quiet (and maybe that drink too).
The girls are asleep and I finally have a few minutes on my poor neglected computer.
You went out for dinner and a movie the night before and then went out in the morning for a hair cut and a massage…When I am away from the kids too much their behaviour is similar (including the “everyone else is chopped liver” treatment). We mamas aren’t allowed to be away from our kids too much in one stretch - didn’t you get the memo? It’s the parenting gods wreaking bad mama juju on you for getting a massage (I’m SO jealous!!).
Days like that one are the reason stiff drinks were invented. (Oh, and maybe medevil surgery without anesthesia…but, days like that one, definitely a contributing factor to the invention of a good stiff drink.)