I type this through tears. We are only into our second week of school holidays and already I feel broken. I am so sick of constantly feeling like the worlds worst Mum, every single day!
I bet you don’t even realise just how hard done by my 3 boys are. They are so deprived it isn’t even funny. There is absolutely nothing to do here at our house. NOTHING. I think it is all because they don’t have a motorbike and you know… “everyone else has one”. No really – they do, EVERYONE else has a motorbike! My poor boys only have a pool. A pool for goodness sake. Can you even imagine how hard their life is?
All they have is a lovely blue pool, bikes to ride, 1.7 million acres to ride them on, a river to play at and build cubbies (if they could be bothered to use their imagination). They have so much lego that they could quite possibly build themselves that motorbike they have always wanted, or maybe they could build themselves a new house to live in. One that was way more fun that ours, where the Mum wasn’t cranky all the time.
I honestly feel like I am the meanest Mum on earth. I hear myself getting cross and I just can’t stop it. It is like they don’t hear me until I am totally losing my shit at them. Then their hearing aids must switch to my frequency and they actually hear me. By this time I feel so bad that I have shut myself in my room, usually in my wardrobe to have a little cry… because: mean Mum! It is like that scene in the Sex and the City movie where Charlotte totally loses her shit when her daughter whacks hand prints on her Valentino skirt…
I really do feel like they are going to be scarred for life. All I do is worry. Worry worry worry. Surely no one else gets this cranky with their kids… it is all sunshine and roses in everyone else’s house right??? Kids are smiling, playing so nicely together, no whinging, Mum is swanning around with a big smile on her house just loving her kids sick. Do I have that right? Is this what you look like….
Image credit: Daily Mail UK – where there is a great article: “Why does every other Mum in the world have to be so perfect?”
I woke up this morning feeling very happy. I made everyone exactly what they wanted for breakfast, because you know I am also running a cafe here too. Tom had scrambled eggs, bacon and fried mushrooms. Harry had tinned spaghetti and bacon while Clancy just had some bacon. I am pretty sure you can see just how hard done by they are by now. Does anyone have the number for DOCS? They should definitely be phoned, tell them to come quick!
Am I the only one who feels like this? Does anyone else have this constant battle. Ungrateful kids. I feel like I have created little monsters who have no regard for anything.
I stop asking my 12 year old to do anything because I just can’t be bothered to deal with the constant fighting, the back chat and the arguing that goes along with a simple request such as “can you please turn the sprinklers off?” – I mean that question does not need an answer does it, nothing… just go and do it. A 2 second job turns into a fighting match between Mother and Son and I am feeling quite defeated my friends.
So please tell me… is there anyone else out there who feels like this? I am sitting here on the station, 5 hours from town and at the moment and there is not one other single person here on the station… it is just me and 3 kids who do nothing but fight we each other….. “get lost… stop it… get away from me… I hate you….. ouch, he punched me……. that’s mine, stop touching it……i’m hungry…. i’m hungry….. i’m hungry…. i’m hungry……. i’m going to choke you ….. i’m going to throw this chair at you…”
Those last few little lines are actually being said as I type this to you. Oh sorry I have to go…. because now the 10 year old wants to cook pikelets…. that’s ok, I don’t have any other work I need to do. No really, I don’t!
The struggle is real. Do you feel my pain???