Saturday, September 23, 2006

A Hard Day's Night

Its been a long week, a long day, B is working all weekend and I'm approaching my wit's end. An excerpt from an email I sent to one of my BFF's and mothers-in-crime. Do not read if you are contemplating having children any time soon.

"Its 8:00 and I'm drinking a beer and trying not to cry. B's still at work, the past two hours have been horrendous, and I have another day to look forward to tomorrow (and the day after that and the day after that...) When Arwyn got out of the bath she didn't want to get dressed and I picked her up and she flung herself back as I was putting her on the changing table and hit her head (on the table) and leg (on the wall) and cried and cried. I felt like a giant child abuser.

We've been playing games on the computer today to pass the time and it takes for EVER for anything to load and she gets impatient and then I get impatient and WOW it is just so much fun! She is watching a movie and eating cookies, thank the sweet Lord above, the first time all day she hasn't been surgically attached to my lap. Its sweet for like, the first 10 hours, and then I just want to sit by myself for a minute or 120.

Did I tell you about her spawn-of-the-devil behaviour yesterday at our playdate at Kid's World? Evil incarnate, but only to me. I had to remove us from the lunch table at one point with her kicking and screaming to have a discussion. She had fun when she wasn't around me. Oh yes, and this is one of those times that B was talking about where I have it SO EASY while the kids play together. She wouldn't eat lunch, she pooped twice and I ran out of wipes, she was spitting out her juice and letting it run down the front of her. And she had 14 fits because I wouldn't get her a sucker. And Noodle Body across the parking lot on the way to the car in the rain as we were leaving. Screaming the whole way home. And then when we got home the garage door quit as we were pulling in, bent the antenna on the car and the garage door won't work. I have no idea what we'll be doing about that."

So here's the disclaimer that people say right after they tell you all the shitty stuff about parenting. But its all WORTH IT, right? Right??


Anonymous said...

I wasn't there, but I insist he said "sometimes" and never said "SO EASY." Any man who would say raising a child was "SO EASY" to his beautiful, caring, loving, gorgeous, breath-taking, hard-working wife would be a fool. This day definitely didn't fall under the "sometimes" category.

Kristen said...

I feel your pain. It's hard enough dealing with the madness all day, but when you don't get a break in the evening and know you have to face it all over again the next morning, well...that just sucks.

Ninotchka said...

We've all had those days. Looks like you've recovered or should I say survived! lol