In case you have been reading this blog and find yourself wondering if I am (a) always on top or (b) have the easiest kids in the world or (c) live in lala land where everything always goes my way, here is a list of all the annoying things I never mention but mostly experience every day:
- Mounds and mounds and mounds of laudry.
- Three different phones ringing a total of approx. 100 times per day (no joke).
- Several calls every day from strangers asking for money. My favorite this week was a woman who said she needed $1500 for her mortgage, but she would be happy to take any amount we could offer her. Could you hold for a minute while I get my checkbook? Seriously, when did God become an ATM machine?
- My husband, who likes to talk on the phone very loudly, while pacing back and forth through the entire house. Makes me every more scatterbrained than I already am.
- Having to share bathrooms with three little boys. At any given time they are either clogged, not flushed, dirty, or all of the aforementioned.
- Working for 18 hours every day, only to feel like I am always behind on chores, errands, school work, Bible reading/memory, etc. It feels like drowning.
- Did I mention laudry already?
- Trying to please the palates of four children in one meal, three times per day. One only wants vegetables, one only PB&J sandwiches, one only sweet foods, and one only meat and potatoes. I guess their nutrition is balanced between them all.
- No scheduled or guaranteed coffee/bathroom/lunch breaks ever.
- The mounds of food I sweep off the floors every day. I could easily feed another person just from what is under the table.
- Being so overstimulated by the voices of three little boys chattering loudly all day long that by the evening I am just trying not to start screaming like a maniac and asking to be put in a mental institution.
- Tattling, fighting, and sibling rivalry.
- Getting 6 hours of sleep or less on most nights.
- And, not to forget, lots of laundry.
Of course, they say to enjoy it while it lasts, and that the kids grow up so fast. I'm sure that's true, and I'm sure that if I get some rest tonight I will be ready for the same circus again tomorrow. I better be, because whether I feel like trying to be a good mom or not, the few years that I have to raise the kids right are running out fast.