It’s Not the Work

May 14, 2012 at 9:16 pm | Posted in Kids | 6 Comments
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It’s the whining. And the noises. The repetitive, ear-piercing, go-straight-through-your-skull-like-a-jackhammer noises that get to me.

Now, let me just take a moment to clarify a few things. Based on a number of my recent posts, it may seem that I actually can’t stand my children. In reality, I do like them. Ok, I love them. They are pretty cute and sweet and fun. But let’s face it, we can only take so many heart-tugging, tear-jerking, make-you-feel-so-lucky-to-have-your-kid-dog-husband-horse-family-universe type of entries. Although heartfelt and necessary, that kind of stuff just wears out its welcome after a while. So I’ve decided to focus mostly on the things that drive us Moms crazy because, really, it’s a lot more entertaining.

So on to the complaining and kvetching (sp? Jewish friends, help me here.)

As for being a Mom, I can handle the work – the cooking, the cleaning, the carrying-everyone’s-stuff. The endless driving and butt/nose/hand-wiping. Those things are ok. I like to keep moving anyway.

But the WHINING…..  And the fighting and the chaos! That’s the hard part. Nobody tells you about that. They say, “You’ll do more laundry and dishes than you ever dreamed of and you won’t have a speck of time for yourself.” True. But they don’t tell you about the weeping and wailing and animalistic noises. That part is a well-kept secret. Or maybe they’re all in some type of cult that actually encourages these types of behaviors. Setting their kids up to be future reality stars or something.

How do the mothers of gaggles of kids do it?? I mean, there must be constant whining in their houses. Someone must always have a problem that needs to be solved. Do they just tune it out? Do the other kids help? Do they have good earplugs? Or bad hearing?

Or is it just me? Am I too high-strung or overly sensitive? I must admit, I do like quiet. I’m constantly on the move, but mostly in the quiet. I don’t need the radio or TV on for ‘background noise’. The sound of the horses munching hay in the barn is quite enough for me.

So I guess the real question is: How do I get my kids to munch hay?

That’s all the complaining I have for today, folks. For all you Moms out there who thrive on the chaos, here’s a little something to hold you over until next time… ARRRRGGHHHHHHH!! MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA!! HE HIT ME!!!! MY TOY IS BROKEN!! THE CAT ATE MY POM-POM!!! DADDY’S CD COLLECTION FELL OUT THE WINDOW!! WAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

xo

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  1. As someone who is always surrounded by a lot of kids, I can tell you that little bit on the end of this post IS constant. I can tell you dealing with multiple children doing this is a complicated combination of “tune it out”, having the older kids help where possible, setting what may seem like odd rules (the big one in our house being “stop, stop, tell”) and PRIORITIZING (who’s bleeding/at risk of losing a limb?). It also helps (for me anyways) that I have hearing loss in one ear….it’s so nice to be able to turn my head and have the volume go down!

    • Thanks for reading my blog – I love your comment!! See, I knew some mothers had to have bad hearing to tolerate all the noise! 🙂 I’ll have to implement the “stop, stop, tell” rule with my boys. We kind of have that in place but no name for it. I think they will understand that and maybe it will help with some of the “he hurt me!!”‘s. Have a great day!

  2. Motherhood is definitely trying. You know the old adage that God only gives you what you can handle? I think he’s pushing your limits.

  3. Haha! Good to go with “kvetching!” Great post!! Xo

    • Thanks! I had to spell it a couple of times before I got it right 😉


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