Thursday, January 29, 2009

today...

Today I am sure my child will need therapy because of my lack of desire to play with her. She has watched 4 episodes of Olivia...not taking a break but only yelling at me from the living room to get her a cup, a sandwich, her doll and her blanky. So demanding...where does she get that from..must be my husbands side of the family..JOKING!! I love you all...

It is NOT that I don't want to play with her but I can only stand playing dolls for umm..about 7 minutes..but I push through creating 60 minutes worth of doll playing...Here is a doll conversation..

'oh, look her comes daddy from work"

"hi, daddy"

"can I have dinner?"

Typical..dad gets to go to work and enjoy a 45 minute commute..I wake up to my children at eye level yelling at me to get up and get them something to eat..I wake up to my 1 year old trying to peek over our footboard yelling...moommmaaa..I don't move..praying for him to give up and go back to sleep...

Dad gets to smell the outside air..Dad only has to worry about buckling up himself dad can shower in quiet and take a 10 minute shower not one that consist of opening up the door 10 times in your 6minutes to see if your child has put the make-up all over her brother. Dad will get the comfy chair..the remote..the big piece of chicken and coffee made the next morning for him.

You get it...I do have to say for the most part dad has to make sure we are ALL taken care of...

We are the moms..we are the ones who worry if our kids will need therapy ( I assure I will be blamed for some part of dysfunction in their lives) the ones who for the majority stay home with the kids all day and spend more time then they want to admit looking for adult conversation through social networking sites..once again my addicting behavior is shinning through..

I am trying really hard to spend all day creating things to do...we are learning to spell her name. We are counting to 30. We are learning to recognize the alphabet. This my friends is why I sometimes secretly envy working moms who get to drop off their child at daycare. Daycare children get to learn so much everyday...structure and playing nicely together and they adapt better..however I do get to control what my children are subject to. flip-side..I am the role model all day everyday (SCARY!!)

Today I wished I could dress up in nice clothes and go into an office with people who really don't care about me..only ask me how I am doing to be nice. People that could care less...no pressure to be that someones hero..no pressure....

1 ...Stalker Comments:

Terra

You stole your post right from my brain! This has so been in my thoughts these last few days, you just put it beautifully into words. Our job as MOM is a joy and one I will never regret but it is hard and full of sacrifice, and this is hard because I want to be selfish!