It is 6:25pm on Tuesday and it is taking all I have to keep my eyes open. I have been hit with sheer exhaustion. Have you ever had one of those days? Last night we were awaken by some people hanging out in our front yard at 2am and it is catching up with me.
To make things worse I feel like my house is just falling apart. Lately no one has been willing to help with a thing. I have been feeling mad and unappreciated. As my kids get older it feels like the willingness to help becomes less and less but they are so quick to ask me what is for dinner and Mom do you have a few extra bucks or Mom can you take me here.
It took all I had not to post a picture of the mountain of laundry that is consuming my laundry room right now. I guess this week I just decided I WAS ON STRIKE. I feel like a maid sometimes. I just don't get it. I have taught my kids how to be responsible and how to pitch in but it just hasn't been happening. I feel like I am constantly on them to help me out.
So I decided I had enough and didn't pick up anything else that wasn't mine. (all of this was in hopes that they would see how pathetic the house was and pitch in) but NO! It still hasn't made a difference. I could seriously cry tonight. I'm sure this is because of frustration and lack of sleep right now. So dumb I know. But I have just always liked the feeling of a clean home. It comforts me and I have always tried to provide that for them.
I could yell. I could lecture. But tonight I am just choosing to go to bed and hope that someday I actually get through to them. Good thing I sure love them.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Kari, I feel the same way sometimes with my kids, I am tired of picking up after them as well! Except they are not quite old enough to do their own laundry, but they could pickup their own toys and clothes etc. etc. Good Luck with trying to get through to them, let me know what your strategy is...Love, Natalie
Hmmm...I think I've heard this before
I appreciate you! You are such a good mother to my Bryce. He loves your family. Thanks for letting him be your boy every Wednesday. I would like to tell you it gets better, but I won't give you any false hope : ) As they get older they help less and less and cost more and more and the demands only get bigger!
Post a Comment