Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts

07 October, 2018

HeLLo & WeLCoME tO ThE pARty!

Take me to my happy place please.
Today I have drifted from that amazing mother with as much energy as my three kids combined, to snapping in an instant like a rubber band cut free from the bounds of sanity! 
I have tinkered and crafted with ease and saintly patience, only to be transformed 30 minutes later into a 300 year old ice-cold poltergeist from the crypt because I have found a half eaten apple and a jam crust smashed into the already destroyed carpet (so who really gives a fuck anyway?); apparently my other personality does!
Being a parent to toddlers is like becoming bipolar and Mary Poppins simultaneously. 
To say I am not effected psychologically would be a total lie. Of course I'm taking anti-depressants. Who the fuck isn't? Postnatal depression? - yeah sure! Why not. Let's blame that; or just the pressures of being a mum, wife, manager, carer, accountant, and emotional-dumping-ground. 
I take the meds to make it easier for me to sift through the bullshit that doesn't need a reaction and the times when I am within my well deserved right to react like a mad woman, but instead just act mildly pissed off while stabbing voodoo dolls in my minds eye instead.
My mother has bipolar and schizophrenia which for me and my brother meant we lived life on the razors edge. I remember mum being super fantastic and then feral when we were kids - the difference was, our behaviour didn't necessarily determine her behaviour. 
I take my drugs with pride and determination to do a better job at raising my kids, being in a meaningful partnership, independent career woman and just generally "fucking awesome" at life! 
I won't take them forever, but who cares if I did? What does it matter? They make my life what I wish it to be at this time - amazing, challenging, fulfilling, exciting, funny, and most importantly...happy! Mostly. 
So if you are reading this and you still think that people who take "Happy Pills" are just cop-outs or taking the easy road - then move on out of my life and make way for the free-spirited people I am interested in meeting. The interesting ones, with life stories worth listening to. 
Hello! And welcome to the party!  

16 June, 2018

tHE SHit TheY sAY




Cleaning.

Me: Please clean up your room so I can vacuum.

Oldest: Mum? Can you help me?

Me: Yes, but I don't want to end up doing it all on my own.

Oldest: Okay

* I clean up the room on my own *

Oldest: Mum! The vacuum's too loud. Can you turn the telly up!

Shoot me.



Driving.

Middle child: There's a rainbow out my window!

Oldest: *Blood curdling scream* ....MUM! There's no rainbow out MY window!

Me: There are no rainbows out anyone's window. He's just teasing you. Look there's a pretend rainbow out our side now.

Oldest: *More screaming* ....WHERE?! MUM, I can't see it!!!

Middle: But there IS a rainbow out my window! *Evil grin*

Shoot me. 



Grocery shopping.

Oldest: We don't say fuck do we mum?

Me: No we don't.

Oldest: * In a practiced-daycare-mat-time-chorus-voice* .....Nooooo. We-don't-say-fuckkk.

Me: NO WE DON'T! So please stop saying it.

Oldest: *Turns to middle child* ...We don't say fuck do we Tristan?

Middle: Noooo.

Oldest: Noooo. * Looks at me* Because we don't say fuck Mum.

Shoot me.



At Home.

*14 hrs of non-stop whining, crying, fighting, bickering and screaming.

Me: SHHUUUTTTT UUPPPPP!!!! All of you SHUT THE FUCK UP! 

Oldest: Mum, you need to wind down. 

Shoot me.



On The Loo.

Middle: Are you doing a poo mum?

Me: Yes I am! Can you give me some privacy please.

Middle: *Stands there staring at me*

Me: Get out of the bathroom please!

Middle: *Still staring and now breathing in deeply* ...MUM! Your poo stinks! 

Me: Of course it stinks. It's poo. Now get out!!

Middle: Do you need some paper? *Grabs a miniscule chunk off the roll and hands it to me*

Please just shoot me!



After Lunch

Oldest: Mum? I'm not hungry are I?

Me: No.

Oldest: What?

Me: What?

Oldest: Mum, don't say what, say Pardon!

I'm dead.