Moms need a break too

Everyone knows how much my kiddies mean to me. How I adore them and would do anything for them. How the sun would not shine without them. Now, that being said, can I please get a break now and again??

For example: I spent all afternoon today, actually yesterday too, with Sam and when we get home the boys turn on the tv. I need to go to the ladies room so I go back to my room. No sooner do I step into the bathroom then my oldest comes zooming in on his scooter (which is another story) "what are you doing?" he asks. Umm...what does it look like?

Even when Ryan is here, it does not matter. We can both be in the kitchen in silence doing whatever and the kids will be doing their thing and I leave for a nano second and boom, here comes a kid following me saying "what you doing?" Does that happen to Ryan? Nooooo.

I can be back in the bedroom folding laundry and the kids will zoom in and out like a fricking pendulum on a clock - back and forth, back and forth, into my room then to the kitchen and then back again...over...and over... and over until my brain wants to explode. Why does that drive me crazy? The screaming that accompanies it? The shrieking that goes with it? Oh, I don't know, maybe a psychiatrist could help me out here.


I mentioned in my last post that I might develop a crazy facial tick today or tomorrow with the kids being out of school and the weather being yucky and everyone having cabin fever. The good news, it has not developed yet. The bad news, I still have another full day in the trenches.