The Two Longest Weeks EVER. Or God Bless Mother’s Day Out.

I love my kids.  I really do.

And I know I chose to stay at home to be with the lil’ darlins. 

back to school time

Look at these angelic faces...

But OH MY GOSH.  If Baby J’s school hadn’t started this week – I’m pretty sure I would be committed by now.

Back to school night

Back to School Night...Baby J does not share our excitement...

 I’ve come to the conclusion that 40 is WAY too old to have a toddler running around.  Especially a toddler like Baby J.  WHO NEVER STOPS. EVER EVER EVER.

Eating dog food.  Decorating our house with rolls and rolls of toilet paper.  Emptying out the contents of our pantry all over the floor.  Washing the same load of clothes 5 times (she has figured out how to use the washing machine…sigh.).  Taking off her diaper because she would rather pee on the floor.  Falling down over and over with so many bruises, I’m thinking we will be reported to DHS. 

life with a toddler

She also likes to help with the trash. As in dumping it out every where.

And forget the fact that I can’t even go the bathroom by myself – let alone take a shower.  I now share my shower with a toddler who won’t let me shave my legs (sorry Shane) and screams while I try to wash my hair.  

bath time with toddler

Yeah - we don't have an attitude problem at all...

And riding in the car?  Ummm.  Not so much.  “Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama-mama-mama-MAMA-MAMA-MAMA!!!!!  Until I finally turn around.  Then it starts all over again.  This is what I get to listen to every time I strap her in.  So much for my meditation time.

Running errands with her?  Again.  It is BRUTAL.  So I’ve been trapped at home with the munchkin for two weeks straight while the other kids started school (lucky ducks). 

life with a toddler

Just another super-fun day with Mama and Baby J.

 I can’t even make it to the liquor store – so you know I’m in dire straits…

(News Flash:  AFTER my two weeks of confinement – my mom friend Nancy enlightened me that the liquor store at 41st and Peoria in Tulsa will watch your baby for you while you run in and grab your mommy juice…I mean Chardonnay…WHY did I not know this before???)

I’m not cut out for staying at home.  Just ask my parents – apparently I was on the go as soon as I left the womb. 

SO whoever invented Mother’s Day Out should get a Nobel Peace Prize. 

I’m going to buy her a bottle of wine right now.   Guys at Old Village Wine and Spirits – Thanks in advance for watching Baby J. 🙂 

P.S.  And I am SO very far behind on recognizing my blog winners!  (Blame Baby J).  Congrats to Jean Crosswhite, Carrie Bergstrom and Shannon Wilburn for winning the PSI Bands and the goodies from Vintage Couture from my fashion show post.  I’ll be contacting you guys soon w/ your goodies. 🙂

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12 thoughts on “The Two Longest Weeks EVER. Or God Bless Mother’s Day Out.

  1. Ditto on almost everything – except for taking off the diaper – Charlie hasn’t learned that yet, but as soon as he’s free and headed to the bath, its a race to get him in the bath before he seizes the opportunity! Great post Marnie!

  2. If you were on the go as soon as you were born, where do you suppose Baby J gets it. ;-). My three monkeys were just like this. Although I never let them in the shower; just let them scream on the other side of the door.

  3. Oh my gosh..I am so excited that I am a blog winner! My MIL was diagnosed last month with Uterine Cancer and those PsiBands will be a great gift! Thank you so much!

  4. That’s why we affectionately refer to her as “Little Marnie”. Please pardon the the cliche, but what goes around comes around! 🙂

    Love,

    DadDad

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