things I didn't know I found annoying until I had children.

DS is 22 weeks so I feel bad for saying I find certain things annoying but, he seems to wake up as soon as I do my lunch and starts screaming. The dog lays with us on the sofa whilst ds is asleep on my lap. I was looking at the laptop and within two minutes ds was trying to grab the dogs eyeball.Poor dog doesn't lay with us anymore. Ds has also decided he will scream several times a night because he throws his dummy out of the cot.

Bless him! Not his fault.

Oh gawd, this thread is terrifying!

Yes, Mermaid. Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid!!

Also, being asked the same question over and over even when I've agreed to something:

"Mum, can you help me with my homework?"

"Yes, as soon as I've finished writing this email/getting tea on/having a wee"

2 seconds later

"Muumm?"
"Yes"
"Will you help me with my homework?"
"Aaagh"
Repeat x 100

Being asked by DS, 10, to type the bloody iPad password in at least 10 times a day so he can get a new game. To be fair the games are free (he knows better than to ask for paid games) but I still won't give him the password as I've heard too many horror stories about hundreds of pounds worth of bills being racked up by kids.

DS constantly asked how things worked.

In the car on a rainy day: "Mummy - how do windscreen wipers work?"
In the kitchen: "Mummy - how does the washing machine/dishwasher work?"
In the sitting room: "Mummy - how does the television actually work?"

And on ... and on ... and on...

I have to admit I used to run out of answers and sometimes answer with "I'm really not sure - you've have to ask Daddy" (He has a lot more patience than me)!!

Having said that, DS is now 20 and works with DP. DP comes home each evening saying his ears are ragged with all the incessant questions and inane chatter.

Yes! To blocking, (argh!) bloody weetabix, touching, being used as furniture, and never getting to go to the loo in peace. Also not getting to pee when I really really need to because the lightest sleeping clingiest toddler ever is asleep on me and waking her by moving will just result in dealing with too-tired-to-be-reasonable child for rest of day. Feeling glad that I don't buy Cheerios though. I remember Cheerios. They are like pine needles after having a real Christmas tree. Which reminds me- making mess for the sake of making mess, whilst proudly announcing 'Look! I'm making a big mess!'. Really fucking annoying.

Oh god the touching. Ds thinks I love being prodded in any accessible soft bit of my body at any time.

DH and the dc ALL do the blocking thing. Drives me mad.

Being touched omg yes I'm sat on climbed on, tugged, pulled, poked and hit all bloody day.
Things being thrust into my face so far I've had a large toy car, the bouncy chair, the remote and a pop up tent repeatedly pushed into my face. WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO WITH THEM!
I'm losing the will to live. I'd love to just run away for a week.

Being asked to marvel at the existence of yet another snail... or worse still handed a slug.

Repetition - a million times this!
DS1 was bad enough but DS2 takes the biscuit - he just WILL NOT STOP until I a) acknowledge what he's said and b) DO whatever it is he's asking.

I lost it with him today, I just couldn't handle it any more

at SDTG

My DC are grown up now, but I used to find this annoying:

DD: Mum.
Me: Yes?
DD: You know Lucy?
Me: Yes
DD: You know Lucy in my class?
Me: Yes
DD: You know, Lucy that I play with, the one with blonde hair?
Me: YES!!!!! I know who you mean

And on .. and on ... and on ...

I think the Cheerios thing is something they will never grow out of, I hate to tell you! Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.

DP is 55, he is the only person in the family who eats them, and I find them ALL OVER THE BLOODY HOUSE ALL THE BLOODY TIME.

Being HINDERED at every turn.

Re. Cheerios. Ds1 and ds2 were 4 and 2 when they went to stay with childless friends of ours, whilst I was in labour with ds3. They were there over night, and the next morning, our friends established them at the table in the front room, watching TV with cheerios for breakfast, and, foolishly, both went off to get dressed.

They could hear laughter from the front room, and thought this meant the boys were happy - which they were. They were having a lovely time flicking cheerios all round the room. When our friends moved out of that house, some two years later, they found some overlooked, fossilised cheerios behind the speakers on the top shelf of the book case!

Strangely, our dses did not put them off having children (as well as the cheerio incident, ds1 gave one of them chickenpox, as a thank-you for having him to stay)!

Mine are now 18, 20 and 22, but I can still remember how rage-inducing it was to have no personal space whatsoever. By the end of the day, all I wanted was to be left alone, untouched by human hand, for as long as possible!

the word "ow" being extended to have four syllables, and uttered at a volume designed to attract adult attention, when a sibling has accidentally brushed a part of their body on yours

What Greenpotato said! Sometimes it goes on several times even if I answer.

Hearing MUUUUMMM as soon as I leave the room particularly if I go upstairs or to the loo. With no difference in volume between 'help me I'm trapped under a heavy object' and 'I want to tell you something really trivial'

Oh, God yes!
Dd is 9 and I still get a lot of this... The constant "Muuummmyy!", singing, talking in a funny voice....

Oh God yes green to the starting every sentence with "mum" and waiting for a "yes?"
We are in the car, there is nobody else here so you do not need to say my name constantly!!!!

Mine are older so....
Being an online cashline machine,"just to tide me over"
Can you pick me up/drop me off at

Oh yes Tribble! DD has some kind of pavlovian poo response to me having a bath. So I have every single bath with someone having a dump right next to my head.

Next house will definitely have a second toilet!

Having a shower, and then having the oldest coming in wanting a poo. Yes, peach shower gel and the odour of poo go marvously well together.

Cereal. More specifically the way weeta box pastes itself to you.

Touching.

Your name whined 30 times in 3 minutes

Oh God, the repeating myself. The constant questions, especially when DS already knows the answer!

Having to share every piece of food, even if they have the same.

Being climbed on/sat on.

Being ignored ALL THE TIME. Or anything I say questioned or argued with. You do have to get dressed. You do have to brush your teeth. Etc etc

And yes yes yes to whoever said always being on duty. It's exhausting!