I've been questioned by a few people about my motherhood post so I now feel the need to explain. It all started at church the Sunday before...
Nadja got up during Sacrament Meeting to use the bathroom. 10 minutes later she has not yet reappeared. Since I have a 3 year old I do not trust to stay seated as I go look for her sister, I stay in the chapel. 10 more minutes pass and I consider going to look for her. The problem I then faced was that I didn't want to get up in the middle of someone's talk. The closing prayer is said and done, still no Nadja. When I get out of the chapel, I find her chit-chattin' it up in the hallway with friends from the other ward. She is immediately grounded for the day.
This is the conversation we had the second we got home:
Nadja: "Can I at least go outside?"
Me: "Uh, no. You're grounded." (Grounding at our house means NO privileges)
That ends that conversation.
Meanwhile, Michaela takes off to her room to hide and go stinky in her pants. I am sure most of you know how frustrating potty training is when the child has the capabilities, just doesn't want to go. Especially when the child is almost 4! So I sigh and go change her. If you didn't already know... changing a stinky diaper is completely different than changing stinky panties. In the latter case, you have to deal with rollouts, mudslides down the leg, then inevitably a load of laundry. Yes, it is every bit as gross as it sounds. So I do this, again have the toilet talk with Michaela, and send her off to do whatever. Meanwhile...
I can't find Nadja, who should be sulking in her room. I'm searching the house and cannot find her. I look outside, though I shouldn't because of course she is not out there...she's grounded. But sure enough-Nadja came rolling down the street on her rollerblades, soaking wet at having just rolled through a sprinkler, with her friends running alongside her. WHAT??!! Oh yes, you can imagine my anger.
So there you have it. I guess when I posted 2 days later, I was still upset. But I'm better now. Really!
4 comments:
YIKES! I've definitely had those days. I've had Grayson on the market for a few months now, but no buyers. Anyone interested in purchasing a "spirited", stubborn, 2 year old who likes to beat up on infants?... I guess we'll keep him and hope he grows out of the "no!" stage soon.
Man of Man -- I totally would have been at my witts end with your day. I must agree that being a mom is a heap of fun but sometimes I want to curl up into a little ball and hide for a few days. You are a great mom -- glad that you are able to share your ups and downs in motherhood. That is what blogging is all about.
Wow girl! It sounds like you have your hands full with 2 girls. For me it seems like right when you have one child under control the other child is on her way to do something naughty. I must say that I could feel your frustration in your writing...very well put with grounded means grounded and yet she was outside...ahhh Extra Special times with children:) Have a great rest of the week.
My favorite is when you used the word *blessed*! I remind myself of that often with my girls!!
Michelle
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