Morning all ...
I'm not having a good one this morning
I woke up to find the same old mess I woke up to yesterday, despite spending most of yesterday trying to tidy. I'm sick of doing exactly the same thing, day in day out and no one else gives a chuff
DD2 is driving me INSANE I swear she has been sent by satan.
She is the grumpiest, most objectional little horror sweetheart I have ever come across! It takes me twice as long to do anything because she simply refuses to do anything I ask.
"Come and get dressed" I say... "No" she says... "Come on...quick sticks" "No" (and she scarpers) so I reply " Fine...but you'll be cold in the car" (and I walk away).... She quickly follows screaming at the top of her lungs..."Mamma, yes...mama, yes" (so then I get her dressed..at least 5 minutes after I would have done if she had done it first time )
Then...to the car....
"In your seat then" I say... "No" she replies...."Oh come on, we are late"...."No"...."Lulu..GET IN YOUR SEAT"...(then she does the curly back thing and refuses point blank) So I say "Fine...you stay here" (and I put her out and shut the door)....She stands there screaming at the top of her lungs...."Mama...yes...mama, yes"....so I have to do it all again!!! We are already late...and I have just spent 10 minutes battling with her to get in the sodding car!
This is the exact routine we go through for absolutely EVERYTHING
...Getting in the car..and out again
...Getting in the high chair...and out again
...Getting in the bath..and out again
...Getting in to bed
...Having a drink
...Getting shoes on...and off again
AAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
SOB SOB I don't think my nerves can take any more!
Then to top it all off this morning...dh announces the car is actually not outside the house..but at work because he was blocked in by another car so he left it and walked home. So I then have to rush the kids and plan to walk...only to realise the push chair is in the boot!!
Dh says, oh I'll go and get it and bring it back for you...but he needs a cup of tea and some toast otherwise he can't possibly get out of bed that quickly.
I'm battling with DD2...DD1 is still only just negotiating socks, let alone the rest of her clothes and she was told to get dressed at least 20 minutes ago...DS has trapped his fingers in something...my hair is wet...the cat keeps tripping me up because she wants feeding...DD2 has gone very quiet, and on investigation has smeared my lipsyl all over the sofa....
(I could go on)
Anyway...kids were late for school and I have a house that resembles a landfill site.
I'm contemplating suicide running away going back to bed!