When people hear that I have four daughters, I often get the question, "do you have anyone who helps you?"
It makes me smile a bit. If I had four toddlers I am sure I would be begging for help, but with the stages in life our girls are at, I feel like we are in a "sweet spot", if that makes sense. The older two are old enough to wash and dress themselves, they entertain themselves and each other well, and they are eve learning to help prepare some meals and clean in ways that are helpful to me. During the day, they are gone to school, and I'm a mom of two for most of the day.
The younger two are also moving past the really "needy" toddler stage and are becoming very good at playing well together and learning to do things that are helpful.
So, in conclusion of all of that, most days are pretty peaceful around here. We have found a schedule that works for us and I am learning to keep our activities to a level where I don't stress myself out trying to do too much.
HOWEVER, there is always an exception!! I know you didn't think I would end this post with a "my kids are perfect, the end", right?!
We have days like today. I have found that the days that I am the most worn out, the most irritated at the girls, and the most angry in general are the days that are full of bickering.
Today I got a real treat; it started at 6:22am....23 minutes before my alarm went off. I was woken by Danica barging into my room crying that Myka wouldn't let her have the big pink pony to play with.
"Gaaaah! It's barely even morning, you shouldn't even be awake!" I sobbed.
Ok, I didn't sob. I solved the problem like a mature adult...by telling them I was going to go take all their ponies unless they worked out a solution quickly.
By then we were all up for the day, and it didn't get any better for a long time. Danica had clearly woken up much too early and was so sensitive all day, bursting into whiny tears at EVERYthing! And Myka saw the opportunities to harass her sister and RAN with them, annoying her at every stinkin' chance she got.
I don't really have a happy ending to this post. It was not one of those days that started terrible and then ended with happy hugs all around. It did end in hugs, prayers and kisses, but also with a large measure of pure relief that all I had to do was unload and reload the dishwasher and I could go to bed too.
And here I am, sitting in bed blogging out my day, and the kitchen is still a mess. That's right, the day of bickering has worn me out to the point that I justified not doing the 15 extra minutes of work. I like to think that with the extra sleep i'll get because of it, I will burn through my chores like superwoman tomorrow anyway, so it should all even out :p
Have a great night everyone..I hope we all get deep, wonderful sleeps!
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