First there was the move (still haven't unpacked everything - shamefully our entire basement is filled w/ boxes). Stuff is everywhere, but not where it's supposed to be.
Then, Tony went away on business for what was supposed to be one week, but has now turned into 2.5 weeks. Fortunately, Ciaran has been pretty well-behaved, but it's still hard doing it all on my own, plus working, taking care of the house, yada, yada, yada. By the weekend, I just want to crawl into my bed and never come out, but with an energetic little boy jumping all over my barely-conscious self at 8:00 a.m., relaxing on the weekend is not an option.
Also? How the hell that child doesn't collapse by the days end is beyond me. I know the saying "youth is wasted on the young", but seriously - he does not stop. He doesn't even slow down. Not one iota. It's go, go, go, run, run, run, talk, talk, talk, all day long. I love his exuberance, but it's also completely draining me.
The worst part is, he's decided he just doesn't want to go to bed at night. It's like a 2-hour process getting him ready & tucked in. And right when I think, ok, yes! I've got him in the bed, he's lying down, he's rubbing his eyes - bam! He'll jump up for just one more hug, kiss, drink of juice, question, remark, anything his little mind can think of to keep me in there for as long as he can. And I'm too tired to fight him. He's got me beaten down. He knows this all too well.
But help is on the way. Tomorrow my parents arrive from the East Coast for a week-long visit. So, although I've been running around getting things ready for them, once they're here, Ciaran will have 2 more adults at his
Which is a really good thing, because I'm starting to look & feel like this (minus the teenage girl):
Who knows? Maybe while they're here and when Tony gets home I can even sneak in a blog post or two. That would be totally awesome. *Fingers crossed*.
11 comments:
There is nothing worse than the hours-long ritual. Ugh. Also? I could never be a single mom. A week alone and I look like that cartoon!
Oh boo, it is hard all alone!!!! And mine doesn't stop either, the best I can hope for is a fall while jumping on the couch as a bit of a speed bump.
I used to have to spend every night rubbing my oldest daughters back while listening to a Bob Marley tape...Forever.....The picture looks like someone has been spying on my house, orange cat and all. Hope you are enjoying the visit and hopefully a breather!
Oh good, it'll be a nice change of pace having your folks around. You will get a break...and maybe some more blog fodder! See how my nosy mind works?
It's the bed time routines that get me too. By the end of the night I just want the beasts to be tucked into bed so that I actually get some time to myself. People keep telling me that we should enjoy all the time we have with them while they are little, because the time goes by so quickly. Those people have children that sat still and went to bed. Those people don't exist anymore because mom's like us took them out for being so smug. Glad to hear your house is like my house. I believe we also have boxes in the basement from the move. That was from 3 years ago!
Bahahah Sorry...but I am feeling EXACTLY like that picture right now:)
I sympathize! I hope you had/have a great visit with your parents Pamela!! Kids know what buttons to push and just how to break momma down.....then they give you a kiss and hug and say I love you. All is forgiven.....until the next night when it starts all over again! Take care of yourself.....long time no talk :O) Catch you later.
PS...I still have boxes in my basement not unpacked...5 years later!
Sigh...my 4 yr old can go til the sun comes up too. Crazy little buggers aren't they??!! Hopefully the grandparents helped out some & got you through for a bit LOL...good luck next week with Kindergarten...honestly, I have no advice to give other than kleenex...lots & lots of kleenex. And pictures of course! :-D
I hope you get a lot done this week! Good luck!
I was wondering where you were!
Good luck!But really, if you get time to sneak anything... sneak a nap! =)
Iknow. My husband has had biz trips back to back, and I"m dying here.
Dying.
Love you always,though...take you when I can get you. xo
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