Monday, May 17, 2010

It's Monday and I'm Garfield.

It is ten to twelve. I'm still in my pajamas, and I am about to eat my breakfast. There was a time in my life that would have meant I had slept in until 11:30 a.m. or so. Not now. I just have not had a chance to feed myself. Micah is now down for a nap. Cody is out riding his bike, and Jamie...Oh Jamie. He is outside wearing shorts, a t-shirt, winter boots and a neck warmer, and swinging a golf club. I tried to put him in sandals, but he was having none of it. I have decided to leave him to do his thing. I don't have the energy to fight with him today. Sometimes he reminds me of the kid in Marian Child. Hehe. Only less extreme. Now the question is, will I have a chance to eat my breakfast before I get interrupted and have to make lunch for the boys? It's a good question.

On the agenda for the day is laundry. More and more laundry. I am behind, and we need to get caught up around here. I can't decide whether to put Jamie down for a nap today, but I think I will. We have taken him off naps recently, but he stays up late regardless, so I think I might just let him sleep in the afternoons.

Well, that was several hours ago. Micah and Jamie are both napping. Micah's last nap was interrupted by a very intense tantrum thrown by Cody. Wow, I was mad. He woke Micah up on purpose to make me mad. He told me he hated me and later he told me he had wanted to break my door and go in my room and break all my stuff. He is four years old. Wow. Cody is a very sweet and sensitive boy, so it's hard to understand where these incredible tantrums come from. I kind of expected that my kids would one day tell me they hate me, but I thought it might be closer to their teens. I am truly very discouraged and not sure how to proceed. That's my Monday. Not much fun so far. I hope things improve. At least I only have Cody right now, but even in the small things he is disobeying everything I say, so I kind of feel like a very unworthy person. I have tried everything and it seems he just does not respect me, so there must be something wrong with me. I would like to go on a holiday. Would it change anything? Probably not. I just like the idea of going somewhere quiet.

Anyway, I guess I'm complaining a bit. Sorry about that. I better sign off here. I'm hungry and I have not made any kind of plan for supper. Oops.

1 comment:

candy said...

If I had a pan of lasagne to send you I would give it to you now. For comfort and exhortaion. Wow, I have had days like you. My 3 year old tells me he wants to do some very not good things to me. And they don't even realize what they are saying and I try everything I can not to let it get to me, but some days I crumble. Shooooooooooot, it ain't easy. Would you let me say, you are one brave and wonderful woman to serve and care for your family. You are worth more than you could imagine, ESPECIALLY on those day that super suck....I you know exactly which days I am talking about!

I barely know you, but I remember seeing u at maybe Heidi's farm???? Well, something in my life was dumpy and you caringly hugged me and in just one hug I knew that you genuinly cared, genuinely. So, I know that you care about your kids emensly and I know that you are doing one heck of and awesome job.