Saturday, February 17, 2007

Sound Off

I don't know what it is. Maybe it is hormones. Maybe it's the weather. Have you ever tried to tell your 3-year old not to touch you? It's devastating. They just cry and reach for you that much more. It's like my "spacial bubble" (the invisible space around you that is where you feel uncomfortable for other people entering--some people have big spaces and some people are very hands on and have no space) has increased more than ever. Maybe it is the combination of his fleece pajamas, my fleece jacket, and the fact that he's wollering all over me whining about *that* specific hot wheels car that he *has* to have (never mind we have a hundred different ones). The dry air has his hair standing on end at this point from all the static between us and my emotions mount. "Don't touch me!!" I finally said emphatically, which only increased his tears. Well, I guess it was time to sound off.

Are Saturdays at my house destined to be full of huge messes and fighting kids? It seems like there is no peace and quiet unless they are having "screen time" and I have come to detest it. All I want to do is retreat for a few hours of work, yet I am overwhelmed by the messes that abound... Will I get anything done today???

We have been plagued with runny noses. Josh has runny diapers to match. It has frustrated me beyond measure. I am so sick of changing diarrhea diapers!!! Yet anyways, duty calls...I can smell it all the way across the room.

Sorry to just vent today...but it's my blog, so I guess I can when I want. =)