Somedays…..I guess when the martyr is hanging around….I boggle at how much you have to DO as a stay at home mom. Hats off to the working moms..because I don’t know how you can work AND keep the home fires burning or the house burning down or whatever.
The sheer volume of STUFF that needs attended too…usually all at once. I mean, COME ON!
I mean I can’t even wake up peacefully.
Caity comes looking for me anywhere between 6 am and 7:30. She is usually adorned in a seriously soggy pull up. She is usually demanding more bubble and looking for someone to carry about 40 toys down the stairs for her.
Then the dog is up and happy and dealing with a full bladder. – Get dog out, find clean diaper, find milk, get Caity in front of treehouse and go retrieve dog.
I haven’t even put on the coffee yet. This is sad because I have one of those programmable coffee makers. I could set it the night before. Yah.
While hauling out the coffee stuff, I usually notice the cats staring intently at me. They are hungry and their litter trays are stinky. Yum.
Feed cats. Dump fresh litter over soiled stuff with note to yell at crunchy husband about it later. (hee, he was changing it yesterday and was griping about how heavy the litter box was!)
Realize I haven’t peed yet.
Adam wakes up. Demands Milk.
Retrieve paper. Put somewhere with the intention of reading it.
Run up and get laundry. Put load of laundry on.
Finally sit down for first cup of coffee.
Then the chorus of “I AM HUNGRY” begins….again. This time for the kids.
Chuck toast or waffles in toaster. Pretend to read paper.
Feed children.
Check email and blogs.
Remember that this all takes place with a steady chatter interspersed with fighting and yelling.
Remember that this all takes place with the constant reminder to either clean up toys before playing with something else.
We haven’t even gotten the kids in the bath yet! Or me.
Bathe kids.
Haul out clothing for them while they are in there
(yes I leave them unsupervised)
I sometimes take the garbage out too!
Oh yeah..the laundry. Deal with that to the background scream of ” I WANT OUT OF THE BATH!” from above.
(how does dh sleep through this stuff)
Get them dry and dressed.
Now it is lunch time.
Put food on.
Put more laundry on.
Take garbage out.
Figure out what needs to be done for the afternoon.
Today we need milk and hope to hit the library.
Exercise poor dog.
Feed poor dog.
Clean up poor dogs poop.
Seriously, the fun never ends.
I forget little things all the time…minute by minute.
Laundry gets left in the machine. Dishes don’t get done. Kids are left undressed.
I sometimes feel like this HUGE WAVE is just hanging over my head while I frantically dash for safety. It could all come crashing down.
There is a big difference between this and this.
And I am sure there are SAHM’s with their acts WAAY more together than mine is…but this is how I function…but sometimes the sheer volume just overwhelms me.
I am also wondering how I will do this four days a week with two extra kids. I will have to learn to put somethings to the side. Or drink.
One or the other.
Oh my lord.. I don’t know how you manage at all! I did look at your link and laughed. Must be nice huh? But good for her.
Sorry.. being distracted by the Review Bloggers thing. I must check that out. LOL
I really don’t know how you do it without losing your mind. I am in awe.
Heh heh heh…I’ll have a drink with ya!! 🙂
Ok, you already know how to drink and it clearly isn’t helping! Seriously, I’m glad in our home that two of us did the SAHM thing (at different times) so we truly understand how hard it is to get anything of substance accomplished beyond keeping the kids safe, fed and in the proximity of happy.
As for dog, cats and Caity…hey, poop happens.
STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!! you just posted what i get to look forward to for the summer rofl! i HATE morning! either the kids are complaining that they need help with breakfast(they do fine on school days but weekends and holidays? ugh) and the battles to get them dressed. eeeek!
Nope, we’re all in the same boat together. Why don’t we believe in communities raising children in this damn country?!? I’d love some help throughout the day. Especially because on top off all the childcare stuff, I’m trying to get some paying work done, too! Crazy! What was I thinking?!? How could food on the table be worth all the stress?!? 😛
you could always pile the kids and dog in your car, take the long trek out here to the burbs, (don’t bother dressing kids, I don’t), let the kids (and dog) run around in my back yard or if it’s raining in my basement (aka big playroom stuffed to the ceiling with toys that only get played with or fought over when friends come over) and we could send my hubby out for takeout lunch (and dinner?) while we finally finish off the large pail of cosmos in my freezer. sound good? I might even put a bra on (to hell with the makeup) if you visit!
omg woman!
I sooo don’t let my husband sleep! seriously, I cannot handle things on my own like that. take it easy! 🙂
Yep. That about sums it up over here too.
My weekend job is my “adult” time LOL!!!!
And now we are severly out numbered when school ends on the 28th… shudder!
i read your blog all the time, and i am constantly amazed you find the time to do anything, let alone BLOG.
i was going to comment on your post a few back, about the choices of life… i have not had children. 2 “serious enough to breed” relationships in my past but never felt in my soul they would be good father material and my other priorities were in the way. i often feel selfish that i have made that choice but at the same time, i am young enough still that if i decide to have kids i still can. my aunt had her first child at the age of 45, although i can’t imagine that, these days such things are options. i’m rambling.
point is, i marvel at the hard work that being a full time mom involves and often think i couldn’t handle it. my hat is off to you and all the other mommy bloggers for sharing.
My vote goes to drink. It’s difficult to make it through the day without my good friend Mr. Baileys.
LOL – I can totally relate!! My morning sounds very similar and I, too, have no clue how my husband sleeps through it all. Maybe they are pretending?!?