The oddly normal life of Clorie

I was told today by one of my children...I do nothing for her. this prompted me to compile a quick list- just what I can think of off the top of my head. Lets see well start with ★ carried you inside my own body for 9+ months. Eating well,  sleeping well, not drinking or smoking and ttaking vitimans that made me gag. ★ THIRTY SIX HOURS of labor and pushing...your head by the way was OVER the 100 percentile in size (larger than most) ★ I awoke every time you did, for at least 6 months that was more than once per night. ★wiped your butt. Changed your clothes. Cleaned your vomit. ★ Dr visits. One well ccheck per year, not to mention ER visits in the middle of the night when Dr was closed ★ taught you to walk, talk, count, your body parts, animal sounds, numbers, answered all your "why's" (there were a lot! ) ★signed you up for sschool. Made sure you were dressed fed and ready. Worried if you remembered your lunch code, did you make friends, were kids being nic

Collecting dust on the wall. Everyday they walk right by me, and dont realize I'm there at all. When your kids are babies... their parents are their everything the universe the air they breathe. When your kids start to gain independence they also begin to have their own ideas, thoughts and want to be in control. You are no longer what makes the earth turn, they realize this and forget, that even though you are not the air they breathe ....you brought them into this world....you care for them wwhen they are sick,  love them when they tell you they hate you,  that you feed them and work your butt off every day to provide a roof over thier heads and many more needs. They just hear no they can't get new shoes today and think your horrible. Like you just don't understand. I don't. Day in and day out id love to sleep in. I get up and go to work. My feet ache, id like to sit. I make dinner do laundry clean house and run them all over town.  Im tired and would like to go

Oh the joys of having more than one child. Being an only child myself I do not for one moment understand how you can have such hatred for someone one moment say such hateful and rude things...then. moments later share secrets and giggles when you should be sleeping. So today child one worked 9 hours. I am sure she was worn out. Child two had homework she neglected to consider all weekend until 945 pm Sunday night. So as child one was hopping into bed child 2 was flicking on the light. The ceiling light is too much for sleepy child....homework child insists bedside table lamp is just as bright,  but doesn't want to "waste " the bulb. Sleepy then stands in front of ceiling light switch to keep procrastinating child from turning on light. So to recap,  sleepy is NOT sleeping and procrastinating child is STILL procrastinating. Neither listens to my reasoning. If both lights are the same value of brightness what should it matter to. Homework doer?  If you must stand and gua

Hannah was in the back seat on the way to take daddy to work ....being quite quiet...."I'm counting the licks on my Tootsie pop...I'm at 202 so far! " Ended up being 367 licks. Now the world knows. Thank you hannah for your patience and dedication.