Going Insane
It's only been a few weeks since Lego Man has been sick. Yesterday I received a call from Jedi (ex-husband) saying the school just called and Lego Man is throwing up. I had just walked in from work (1300). I have been sick with a wonderful cold since last Friday and came home early to sleep before the kids got home. I wore my self ragged when Sniper was home with the lack of sleep and stress of him leaving. It was inevitable I was going to get sick. I run over to pick him up and brought him home. All night yesterday and all day today he is still throwing up. I am so sick and tired of him being sick. I have no patience for him. He is very whinny. I know he doesn't feel good. But, Damn I feel like dog shit too! Tonight I sit here and listen to him whine and cry somemore. Why is he crying tonight? He wants Ice Cream. Well......when you just threw up you don't get Ice Cream. You need to take it slow. But, Noooooo.....he's hungry and I'm a big meanie for not giving him Ice Cream. How about some saltine crackers? Nope...his mouth is all cut up from his braces and he wants something soft, like, Ice Cream. So being the big meanie I am, I finally say F**k it and give in. I just want him to stop crying. I know he doesn't don't feel good. "Mom" "Ya" "I just threw-up again. You were right. I don't want anymore Ice Cream." "Duh" Do you think kids listen.....NO!!! I know what I am talking about. I have been through this more times then I can count. OK...say your probably thinking I am a big pushover and always give-in.....well....maybe sometimes, but damnit I still feel like shit. I'm tired tonight and a cranky bitch. I just want 5 minutes of peace a quiet without hearing "MOM!" Can I change my name? Just for a few minutes. Please? Can someone else come play mom for a little while? Luckly both of my kids are now in bed for the night. I haven't been to work in the last 2 weeks other than yesterday for 4 hours. Last week I was on vacation and this week, a sick kid. Tomorrow I will be calling in sick again. So where is my bottle of Tequila? Oh where, oh where has it gone? I guess I will have to go downstairs and look for it. When I find it I will poor me a nice big drink and pray for a little peace tonight.....Please? dyzgoneby |
Comments on "Going Insane"
You know what? You stuck to your guns, you tried to teach him that ice cream is a baaaaaad idea right now. He was mad, and sick, and pushed harder. I am sure he sensed you weren't feeling well either and would crack. If you have pushed back at least twice, then he has to learn the lesson on his own. BUT, he is really gonna learn that:
Mommy was right. Ice cream is not a good idea when you are sick. :)
You won, even though you feel like you lost. A few more of those and he'll listen to you. I know, 'cause I LISTEN to my Mom! :) OK, and my wife. Well, I have two sisters so, maybe I'm just an anomaly. :)
Forget it, I'M A MESS!!!
(you're doing great! keep your chin up, and look at the front door. why? 'cause securing the house is what you are good at, and that keeps you on point!)
Bwahahahahahaha...no more ice cream, huh?
Nothing worse than whiny sick kids unless it's whiny sick husbands.
Gawd.
"...whiny sick husbands."
AMEN!