The Charming Tyrants

The Charming Tyrants

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God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears and light for the way. - Anon

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Trapped


EM thinks he's going to climb the gate and go up the stairs.

Sometimes I feel trapped . . . like an animal in a cage, only my gate keepers are 9 months and 3 1/2 years old.

I'd forgotten how confining an infants schedule can be . . . oh wait what schedule, it seems to change monthly weekly daily.

He's been refusing to nap lately and the fight to get him down is wearing thin.

I think I need a play date.

Any takers?

Sans kids.

Obviously.

This morning he head bonked me and gave me a fat lip . . .  nice.

He thinks I'm a jungle gym.

Both boys have a cold and my day isn't complete if one or both of them hasn't wiped their snotty nose on me.

The whining must stop soon or I'll go insane.

I guess that includes me.

I'm done now.

Thanks for listening.

Have a lovely day.  ;-p

3 comments:

Annette said...

Ugh.
Hope your day (Week!) gets better and that you're able to get out.

Graceful said...

Oh I have SO been there! My kids used to get sick ALL the time -- it made me crazy, because they both got so incredibly whiny every time they came down with a cold. And then inevitably I would come down with a cold, too, since I apparently have absolutely no immune system.

It's okay to feel frustrated...cut yourself some slack. Parenting young children is really, really hard. It's a lot of drudgery, with a few shining moments spliced in between (that's how it felt to me, anyway!).

Rebekah said...

I think we're both in desperate need of a Girls' Getaway! Wish we weren't broke like you or we'd rent a beach condo for the weekend!