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Thursday, 31 December 2009

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Wishing on the Same Star
By Keedy
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Wishing on the same star...

I haven't head this song in forever...
It brings back memories... so much memories.
I wish I could turn back time... even for a little while.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QeYVDemjCCE

Saturday, 07 November 2009

24 Hours A Day, 7 Days A Week!!

I am Mother.
I'm sometimes called Mommy or Mom.
If I make my pre-teen angry, I'm sure I'm called something else when I'm not around. Comes with the territory, if I've done it, he's probably going to do it too.

I have a job.
I work 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
The only break I get is either when:

1.) My kids are sleeping (but then there's always going to be a time, when you got to get up because there's a nightmare, or a child is sick, or the little one is running to your room in the middle of the night or early morning just to sleep with you).

2.) My husband is watching them (but even then I'm still helping out by telling him where things are, or why the kids are fighting, or what he needs to do to make them stop fighting, or I end up getting up and taking care of whatever problem is going on, so maybe I'm not on break).

3.) Someone is watching them (but I still worry and of course, I check on them to make sure they're not driving someone else crazy).

4.) Or whenever I'm not home (but then I just come home to chaos and a messy house).

So I guess I don't have a break when I look at it...

I do not have a pristine (ooh that is a word not often used & worth 5 bucks!). *Ahem* I do not have a pristine home, it isn't in order, hell it isn't company ready when company comes over!

I try, and Lord knows I would love to find something in its place! But its just not happening!!
There isn't enough time in the day! And then when it's night, I'm thinking "Okay! Kids are outta the way, tackle it now!!" But then I get tired or its too late to being vacuuming so the plan ends there.

Now there are Moms out there who are Supermoms!! Their house is in order, so clean, and organized!!
But some of them don't have a 3 year old running around... and frankly my 3 year old is just like me, so she's always finding someway into something and getting on my last nerve!! But she is mine and I love her!!

Maybe by the time she's 10 my house will be in order, but for now... it has that lived in look with a hint of her trying to hide and poop in a corner, with a side of 2 little but fluffy dogs that need to be groomed so bad!!

Yup this is my life, my work, and my workplace.

Did I mention that I work out of the home too?
Pssh! Oh yeah!!
When I go shopping, I rarely go alone.
When I run errands, I got my entourage.
Yup, always there.
Always constant.

My argument for as long as I can remember is this....
If I worked outside my home (a real 9-5 job), I'd still have to do my 1st job, which is taking care of my kids.
No matter which way you look at it, I'm still going to come home and do the same things that I'm doing now, whether I have a real job or not.

And as far as I'm concerned, being a mommy of 2 kids, is a real job!
Not everyone can do this job!!

My dear husband can't even do it without complaining at some point!!

Like this morning.
My daughter woke up around midnight, crying because she's was so itchy.
When it gets colder, her skin gets so dry, that even while you put so much on her, by the time your finished with her upper body you gotta go back and put some on her legs again!

So she wakes up crying, and of course my DH is up and takes on the task.
He eventually comes to bed at 2:40am and then we hear crying.
My daughter is whining and crying and scratching!
And he's making noises of being annoyed!!
And I get up and ask him what's going on...
He tells me that she's been crying all morning and scratching and won't stop.
He's put lotion, but its not helping.

I see that my daughter is in just her pampers!
And I tell him that all he did was put lotion and by not putting clothes back on her, its drying out!

But he counters back by saying that it was so hot for her that it was irritating her, so that's why she was just in pampers.

And I say that she was wearing a t-shirt and it wasn't hot.
Plus, it just makes it easier to get to, and that I know for a fact that he took off her shirt at nearly midnight and it was now 2:40am, and its cold in the house, not hot!

So then he complains that he's been at this all morning!!
Yeah right!
I'm sure that he was on the computer at the same time trying to take care of her, which wasn't fully 100%!!
I know because I've seen him do it before!

So I say...
You know what.
This is what you do. You stay up if you have to, to make a child feel better, to make sure that their fever didn't go up while you're off sleeping and they're struggling, you get up and put the damn lotion on at 2 in the morning so they won't tear at their skin!
You're a parent and this is what you do!

What I wanted to add was...
If he didn't want to do it, then say so!
Because if you can't do this job and realize that you make sacrafices, then move the hell on!!

So what did I do?
I get up and take my crying but still exhausted daughter to the bathroom and give her a quick shower in oatmeal body wash to calm her skin.
And I can't lift her into the shower, & you would think that my DH would remember that
& come help me (he's been taking over the showering, because I couldn't lift her in and out), but of course he doesn't!

So I'm washing her while she's crying her head of, but we get through it, and low & behold, he's there at the door all concerned as if he's been there all the time.
Whatever!

Then as I lean her onto my thighs and lift just half of her out, then he wants to come to the rescue saying to stop or I'll hurt myself!
Are you serious??

I get her on the bed (leaning her on the bed and pushing her up), lather her in lotion and tell him to get her pjs and he comes back with just the top!
HELLO!!
She still might scratch!! The bottom as well!!
Then he moves like he's so tired!
Augh!
Then I get her all covered up, and I comb her hair out and ask him to get a hair tie & socks, as I'm still talking to him he walks out of the room while I'm trying to tell him where to find it!!
Now I know why Kate Gosselin got so damn mad at Jon half the time!

He takes 5 mins! 5 long damn mins. getting a hair tie and socks.
He comes back with 2 hair ties (after I said I only need one). After I said that, he throws the other one over his shoulder like it was junk!!
I was like WTF??
And calmly say that he didn't need to do that and that he just gave me something extra I have to pick up!!

I get my daughter all ready to go and lay her down beside me, a few minutes later, she's out!!
*Poof*
Just like that!

All that was needed is to go the extra mile and try to figure out the best way to make it everything work out.

And I'm sure while my DH was playing on the computer, if he had taken 10 mins., she wouldn't have to go through all that... and I wouldn't be here venting.

But then again... that didn't happen.

And I wonder, I really do... if parenting is just not for some people.
Because after this morning, I'm beginning to think that, when I said I wanted to start anew... its probably going to be just me doing it.

No matter what goes on, it seems that when things start to get better, it falls apart just as quickly.

Maybe I'm on my own here.
As usual.
And its not fair, but I'm a Mom.
And this is what I do, and I do it 24/7, and my life is my kids.
And that's what I gotta do, whether I'm married or not.
Being a mother to my kids doesn't end, until I leave this world.

When you become a Mom, that's a position for life!

I don't care if a woman: left her baby, gave her baby to someone else, or even lost one, you will always think of the child that you carried and gave life to... that is something that will always be with you no matter what!!

That is the bond that you have.
You are the only one that had that child, and that child needed you from the moment that it was forming inside you.

I remember an Aunt of mine...
We were at church and it was mother's mass or something.
And all the mother's got a ribbon, and she came to me and said that she wanted to give me one, but I'm not really a mother until I give birth...
That hurt.
Even more, that at the time I was 18 and alone, confused and just going through crazy changes!!

I didn't know it then (only because I was so young & had no clue where I was going to go from that point on in my life) and if I did, I would've said this...

You know what Auntie, I am a Mother.
Because I carry life.
I'm working at this moment, on keeping my baby breathing, eating, and growing.
And we as women, start taking care of babies while they're still inside of us.
We take care of them until they're ready be born to come out and breathe on their own.
And when they're born, we still take care of them, until they can take of themselves and their children.
That's what I've should have said to her... but that's okay.

Because even if I didn't know what my purpose was back then, I know it now.

I am a Mother.
And I love and take care of my 2 crazy kids 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
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