Big Mom Baby

I’m not sure what it is. I’m in a mood today and was yesterday too. Maybe mother nature is knocking at my door. So, as I said earlier, my daughters 4th birthday was today. We went out all day doing fun kid friendly things. Children's museum, Chucky Cheese, a visit to Mi ma, pick any toy at Target, Pizza and Ice cream cake.

So, I know I’m being a big “mom baby” but my daughter asked me to leave when we were at my mother-in-laws house so they could have fun. She was dead ass.
“Mom, could you please leave so we can have fun.” Not just once, but several times. She finally let it go, but was not pleased that I would be hanging around.

I was a little hurt. Am I not fun? Do I not know how to get down and dirty like a four year old? Of course, I’m the one who has to discipline, but to hear that I’m no fun kind of bothered me. Then, we are reading books in bed and my kids want nothing to do with me. Daddy’s home. They wouldn’t let me read books and cried when I told daddy he could go downstairs. I don’t even know what to say except I personally feel like a five year old and wanted to stomp and cry as I walked out of the bedroom.

It super sucks that you do anything and everything, then you hear, your no fun and I want daddy. Ugh! He is a kick ass dad, but aren’t I a kick ass mom? I don’t really feel like one at the moment. So I appreciate you reading my bitch fest. I wonder if all mothers feel like this or if I’m just being a big baby. I would like to have a tantrum every once in a while. Kicking and screaming....”everybody hates me!” Oh, well. So blogging it is.

If you feel like kicking and screaming...please do so in my comment box...I would LOVE to hear it! I hope I’m not alone in this. If I am, god help me to grow up and be a better mother.

Rhinovirus

The rain has brought back....the funk. Not in a good way. My daughters birthday is tomorrow and I have a million things to do. Of course, why not wait till’ the last minute to do everything. Actually, I’m exaggerating. I just have to go to the store for those last minute items. Table cloth, burgers and hot dogs, juice boxes and party favors. I never know what to put in those little bags to thank the other kids for coming to the party. That's what they’re for right? Little trinkets made of cheap plastic that gets thrown away before they enter the house. What a waste. I think sidewalk chalk is the way to go. My neighbor did that and I thought it was a great idea.

I seriously need a tanning bed. I’m not usually a tanner, anymore, but with the kids being sick and the rain constantly bombarding my world, some days, I don’t even bother opening the curtains. I didn’t shower until 4pm yesterday. Today, I’m showered and ready for our shopping extravaganza. However, with two runny noses at my heels, I’m not sure how that will go. I’ll be the irresponsible parent that brings out her sniffling germ laden little ones. I do know that once the cold has been in full force, it’s not as contagious as the few days before it hit. The rhinovirus aka common cold. Here’s a little snippet of info from Wikipedia....your welcome.

Looks like they may still be contagious...what’s a girl to do. I’ll toy with the idea but it’s been at least 4 days now. I’ll holster the purell and quick draw it when necessary. Watch your back germs, mama’s had just about enough!

So we will see what kind of charades I get myself into today. I’m thinking some good blogging is in my future. Target, Shop rite, the sky’s the limit. I’m stocked up with coupons, I’m a beginner, so lets see how it goes. I hope your day goes well. May sunshine be in your future, it doesn’t look like its in mine for until at least Monday! If you could send some my way, that would rock my world!

No Food, No fun

Did you ever want to just slam in to someone with your shopping cart? Well, today while I was at target, that’s exactly what I wanted to do. I went out today feeling very hungry. When I haven’t eaten I get a little crazy. I grabbed an apple before I left the house which was taken from me by my daughter. So, I was running on empty and after coming up empty handed at Michaels craft store, for fathers day knick knacks, I thought I would hit up target.

So everyone was at the “Fathers day” card section. We’re all slackers. No one would move their carts and people were just crowded around the cards like they were about to sell out. I found the FOUR cards I needed, yes FOUR, and got the hell out of there. My daughters birthday party is next weekend so I decided to get a head start on some goodies.

As I’m about to turn down the isle a woman goes right in front of me and stops. She decides to turn and yell at her son to hurry up. Then she just stands there waiting for him while he fondles the toys and completely ignores her. Now she’s pissed and will not just move out of the way. I want to yell “don’t just stand there, go swipe his ass up and get the hell out of my way!”

Does she even see me patiently waiting to go down the isle. Plotting to myself how I’m going to slam this cart into her huge thigh and hope she moves! Still standing there waiting for her little angel. Really, not even a glance or a oh, sorry. Nope. I would normally say something and just push through, but my mind was racing and my stomach was growling so animal instincts were in full throttle. All I could think was how badly I wanted to shove her out of my way with my monsterous red carriage and not send a message to my children that its alright to hit. By the time I was done talking to myself, she was gone and I was free to move down the isle.

I know that sounds incredibly mean, but when I’m hungry, that’s how I roll. As I browse through the store for this and that, I am wondering what I can buy to shove in my face as soon as we get in the car. Nothing looks good and I want everything. I just have to get the essentials I need until my “big” shopping trip. Goldfish, pretzels, buns, swim vest, you know, the usual. Then I hear, “Mommy, I have to pee”. Of course you do. So we haul ass to the other side of the store and someone is in the bathroom. We use the target bathroom by the pharmacy, usually, its a better choice....not today.

I hear a flush and expect someone to walk out in a minute or two. Then, I hear the water. A few minutes later, the super Xcelerator dryer. Still, no one has emerged and I’m wondering what I have to look forward to once its our turn. Finally, the door is opening. Oh shit....literally..... a very large male target employee walks out. I think I saw some sweat on his brow. Do I dare? Do I have a choice? Quick, lets just do it, we don’t have time to run to the front of the store.

My daughter walks in and immediately plugs her nose. I’m trying to take small breaths and begin rethinking my potty choice. It smelled like an actual cow walked into that bathroom and let loose. Am I going to pass out? I got this. She is already pants down on the potty. Gross, no time to clean it off. I actually purelled her butt when she was done. Yuck. We did what we came to do, now off to the checkout.

When I got to the car I was so hungry I ransacked the bags to find anything to eat. The kids wanted fruit snacks, but that just sounded gross. I actually considered making a sandwich with a hamburger bun and salsa. No, that would be to messy. Frozen chicken nuggets, absolutely not, but my choices were limited. Goldfish are a hot commodity around here so I didn’t want to waste them. I would have taken down the whole bag. So I wait. Drive home in a I need food coma and down 2 hotdogs upon entering the house. Whew, I think I’ll call it a day. No good comes when mama’s hungry.