Okay I want to get real today on this blog.
Let me just say that being home with my kids everyday is a major adjustment for me!
I love my kids.
I really do.
Sara is a 14 year old girl.
Anybody who was a teen knows what I deal with, the eye rolling, smart mouth stuff. But for the most part, Sara is good.
However, there are days when I want to escape from TC's rants and constant talk of Terminator, Transformers, Iron Man, etc...
It never stops.
It is never quiet in my house. Unless the kids are asleep. As soon as I wake up, TC wakes up. Most days I am lucky to get 30 minutes alone in the mornings.
Today is an example of what I deal with.
TC picked out an Iron Man guy at Wal M#art.
One of the arms didn't move right and TC had a huge fit.
He took the Iron Man guy and threw him in the trash saying, "Damn piece of crap." All the while, he is crying saying he needs a newer, better Iron Man.
He went on and on and eventually was able to calm down.
Today I took the kids to eat Chinese food.
TC took a bite of a potato wedge and started to gag.
I thought he was going to vomit.
Luckily he didn't, but he has MANY times. In public.
I am tempted to throw all of his toys out some days.
I yell and tell him to just "Please stop with the bad words and the fits over stupid toys!"
I wish I could watch TV without having to turn it up so loud because of TC's never ending chatter.
I feel bad sometimes for wanting to have some time alone.
I try not to let TC hurt my feelings but some days he does.
He will tell me he hates me.
I realize he does not know what he is saying and he is always very sorry after he upsets me.
Even though it has gotten a little better, it has not gotten easy.
I still have days when I think I cannot do this.
But I know I have no choice.
I am his Mom.