I did. I quit today. Quit being a mom. Okay so it was only for 3 min. I think I might have made somewhat of a point though. I am TIRED of it. Constant arguing, the kids cannot, simply CAN NOT say anything nice to each other ever. Its just craziness. I've said it before, but I will say it again, I did not have siblings so this is new to me, this hatred you can have for someone you should love. Its nuts.
This afternoon stressed me out with a call from Destiny from school. She did not feel good, but I made her stay in school. The nurse said she did not have fever so she could stay, so I made her stay. Mean mom.
I had to stop by the "BOYSCOUT" store to get my boy his little outfit for his first pack meeting tonight! $80 dollars later, I have a shirt, hat, belt, hankerchief, and book to show for it. Heh. He better enjoy being a scout!
I stopped by wal-mart after that, to get a stove top grill/griddle and also the stuff to make a roast, so that I can copy Stephanie my very good friend :) I have had her roast before, made by her and it was THE BOMB.I am hoping that I can come somewhat close, tomorrow when I try out her recipe for myself. Be sure to check out my food blog tomorrow for that. I am hungry just thinking of it!
Got the kids from school, I was going to borrow my moms lawn mower, but realized it would not fit into the van, with the 90 bags of clothes that are back there, for donation. Heh. Then it started to storm big time anyway so it would not have done me any good to have!
Once we got home, that is where it all began. The fighting. Computer time, who called it first Destiny and Bailey fought over that one, Bailey one, and then spent all of 4 min. on the darn thing. The other kids were upset to find that I have limited it to ONE time of 30 min. each. Again #2 for mean mom. Its "not fair" and its "retarded" both words I have banned, but that are still used, on a daily basis.
Hannah had one or two fits over something. Promise got totally pissed off over picking up notebook paper, told Tim and I that we were "stupid" as she ran back to her room. Oh boy. She stayed there quite a while, but did come out with a changed attitude which was nice.
Bailey and Tim left to go to the boyscout meeting. So it was just the girls and I. The little ones and I played Jenga until yet another fight broke out. I had told them when we started, fighting was when I was done. So the first time, I kept my word. I was done.
Started cooking bacon on my nifty new girll. Burnt some. HA! I love it though I was able to make a whole pound of bacon in no time flat! It was super easy to clean as well! So upon time to assemble the BLT's yet another fight broke out. Over Destiny pouring soda. Promise did not want Destiny to pour her soda. Whine whine, fuss fuss, argue, your dumb, your an idiot.... "I'm DONE". Make your own sandwiches! I quit.
It was not until I heard the little ones crying that they could not make their own that I gave in, went out there and told everyone to sit down and SHUT UP and I would make them. I have never had such a quiet dinner. I think maybe, just maybe they realized I meant it?
Nope. They were back to the same ol' same later on. This made for a stressed out, happy to see bedtime come mama. I fed them the angel food cake I had made topped with blackberries and they brushed and they all went to bed. All but Bailey, who wanted to stay up, and read his boyscout book. Silly boy.
Hopefully, tomorrow is another, newer, better day!
This afternoon stressed me out with a call from Destiny from school. She did not feel good, but I made her stay in school. The nurse said she did not have fever so she could stay, so I made her stay. Mean mom.
I had to stop by the "BOYSCOUT" store to get my boy his little outfit for his first pack meeting tonight! $80 dollars later, I have a shirt, hat, belt, hankerchief, and book to show for it. Heh. He better enjoy being a scout!
I stopped by wal-mart after that, to get a stove top grill/griddle and also the stuff to make a roast, so that I can copy Stephanie my very good friend :) I have had her roast before, made by her and it was THE BOMB.I am hoping that I can come somewhat close, tomorrow when I try out her recipe for myself. Be sure to check out my food blog tomorrow for that. I am hungry just thinking of it!
Got the kids from school, I was going to borrow my moms lawn mower, but realized it would not fit into the van, with the 90 bags of clothes that are back there, for donation. Heh. Then it started to storm big time anyway so it would not have done me any good to have!
Once we got home, that is where it all began. The fighting. Computer time, who called it first Destiny and Bailey fought over that one, Bailey one, and then spent all of 4 min. on the darn thing. The other kids were upset to find that I have limited it to ONE time of 30 min. each. Again #2 for mean mom. Its "not fair" and its "retarded" both words I have banned, but that are still used, on a daily basis.
Hannah had one or two fits over something. Promise got totally pissed off over picking up notebook paper, told Tim and I that we were "stupid" as she ran back to her room. Oh boy. She stayed there quite a while, but did come out with a changed attitude which was nice.
Bailey and Tim left to go to the boyscout meeting. So it was just the girls and I. The little ones and I played Jenga until yet another fight broke out. I had told them when we started, fighting was when I was done. So the first time, I kept my word. I was done.
Started cooking bacon on my nifty new girll. Burnt some. HA! I love it though I was able to make a whole pound of bacon in no time flat! It was super easy to clean as well! So upon time to assemble the BLT's yet another fight broke out. Over Destiny pouring soda. Promise did not want Destiny to pour her soda. Whine whine, fuss fuss, argue, your dumb, your an idiot.... "I'm DONE". Make your own sandwiches! I quit.
It was not until I heard the little ones crying that they could not make their own that I gave in, went out there and told everyone to sit down and SHUT UP and I would make them. I have never had such a quiet dinner. I think maybe, just maybe they realized I meant it?
Nope. They were back to the same ol' same later on. This made for a stressed out, happy to see bedtime come mama. I fed them the angel food cake I had made topped with blackberries and they brushed and they all went to bed. All but Bailey, who wanted to stay up, and read his boyscout book. Silly boy.
Hopefully, tomorrow is another, newer, better day!
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