I am the proud parent of two of the most adorable children. My kids are under the age of 10 and the cutest kids I know. They got their looks from me. Humble aren't I? I am a stay at home mom by day and full time student by night. I wake up every morning stating that it's going to be a great day! But by the end of the day, i look like one of the hairless Chihuahua's that sit and shake. I think to myself if I hear one more "mom" or "momma" I swear I'm going to shoot myself. Almost everyday I lock myself in the bathroom with my IPod for 10 to 15 minutes just so that I can have some peace and quite. I tell my children that mommy is having a time out. Now some of you probably think I'm being a tad dramatic and maybe so, but I have counted how many "mom" and "momma's" i got just from one of my kids in a 10 hour time frame. 408 times. And remember this is from ONE child. I actually look forward to going to school where I can sit among adults and have adult conversations. If I hear Spongebob's laugh or hear "who lives in a pineapple under the sea" one more time, I will eat an entire bottle of Prozac.
I know that there are other mom and dad's out there that feel the same way and share in this experience. Is it wrong to be looking forward for school to start? Am I a bad mom for locking myself in the bathroom jamming to Thee Days Grace for a moment of serenity?
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Kids are so damn selfish; it's all about them!
Don't worry, it gets better. They do get old enough that they don't want anything to do with you. By the time they are about 15, if you can't give them a ride somewhere, there's no need to talk at all.
HA! Ok, this is funny..I just, seconds ago, posted on my blog about how annoying Sponge Bob Square Pants is and how it's on TV EVERY SINGLE TIME THE TV IS TURNED ON! Then I come over here and find that you seem to like it as much as I do. Too funny. :-) I feel your pain!
As I was reading your post, I noticed all the similarities between us and it's nice to know I am not alone in this crazy world of motherhood. I am 40 years old, a SAHM, two girls aged 9 and 2 and Spongebob is on my tv all the time too. I have the same feelings as you. Just once I would like to go to the bathroom by myself or read a blog post from beginning to end without interruption! Ü
When you're pregnant you have classes to prepair you for labor, but when you go in to have your baby, no one tells you that your life is about to change drastically. I swear when the nurse hands you your bundle of joy, they turn around and laugh. I'm so glad to know that it's ok to hate Nickelodeon and I'm not alone in Bikini Bottom.
Locking yourself in the bathroom to jam to Three Days Grace doesn't make you a bad mom, although it may cause some of us to question your sanity, or at least your record collection.
Welcome to the blogosphere. Never woulda guessed you guys were related... ;)
I've totally locked myself in my closet before. My son won't look for me there because he's afraid of it. Perhaps it's a little bit evil...but I do it anyway.
I came here via your brother's blog. At the ripe old age of 38 I'm getting ready to have my first baby.....do you suppose there's any hope sponge bob will mysteriously drowned before my child is old enough to like him. Please say there's hope. Lie to me if you have to.
Tysgirl, I promise I will be every honest in telling you that I lie alot. haha
Congrats with your pregnancy! The first year is so much fun. Wishing you happiness and joy!!
Thank you :)
Are you saying that anything after the first year is sheer hell?
My friends that have older kids keep telling me that it gets better but i'm convinced that my children are half monkey. From my hubby's side of course.
We never allowed Sponge Bob, so our kids don't ask for it, but there are plenty of annoying replacements. And they are on at least once a day in my household. My 3-year-old is going through a screaming period where sometimes he just sits down and screams when he doesn't get his way. Sometimes I just want to sit down and scream, too.
Welcome to the blogosphere.
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