I just have to tell someone

LOL Pea I am not worthy either.

I've surprised myself with my Zen-like calm several times, but I have also had some VERY un-fine moments. Like 30 minutes ago. Older boy needs to go to sleep to be in good shape for school. Younger boy loves to talk. They are sharing a room. Younger boy would not shut up; older boy could not sleep. I heard it all on the monitor. Several warnings later I swooped upstairs, picked little one out of bed and laid him down on the floor in Katie's room (I did give him a pillow and blanket). Gave him a dirty look and shut the door. :shock:

The funny thing was I heard him talking to himself on the monitor, doing the play by play of what just happened. "Ohhhhh. I bothered Jack. Ohhhh. I'm on the floor. Ohhhhh. Mommy is so angry. Ohhhh...." He just can't help himself! He is a motormouth.

15 minutes later, his brother asleep, I put him back in his bed. He started talking to himself about Blues Clues. :roll: Help me.

I am dying here...:rofl: ..certainly brings back memories.

I feel sorry for the little motor mouth, I was the biggest talker in class all through school. I will NEVER forget my first week of school . . . it was spent with me standing with my nose in the corner of the classroom. I became very proficient using 3 pencils to write-off 300 times, "I must not talk in class."

Is that what we're calling it now..;-)

How many more days to go?

How many more days do you have? This is the longest it's been for me, I think ever.

Stop it, OL! :nono1:
2 more days. TFT, a 10-day trip was my longest ever, too. I found surviving that trip kind of like working through the five stages of grief, particularly denial and anger. :funn:

Stop it, OL! :nono1:
2 more days. TFT, a 10-day trip was my longest ever, too. I found surviving that trip kind of like working through the five stages of grief, particularly denial and anger. :funn:

I think one of the five stages should be chocolate.

Which reminds me, I have a chocolate chip cookie in my purse, left over from our trip to Moe's for dinner. Not sure how well it will go with the very stiff drink I'm having (forget that tea stuff) but I'm going to go get it right now. :clap_1:

You guys are making my night!

I think one of the five stages should be chocolate.

Which reminds me, I have a chocolate chip cookie in my purse, left over from our trip to Moe's for dinner. Not sure how well it will go with the very stiff drink I'm having (forget that tea stuff) but I'm going to go get it right now. :clap_1:

You guys are making my night!

It's funny--it's helping, isn't it?
(And I didn't mean this )

Pea baby, it is OK to need some "me" time!!!!!!

It's funny--it's helping, isn't it?
(And I didn't mean this )

Yes -- it is so nice to know that one day, when I am driving Katie to band camp at 6:30 a.m., I will be able to look back at this wistfully. The only reason I believe this is because the SoWallers tell me so.

I feel sorry for the little motor mouth, I was the biggest talker in class all through school. I will NEVER forget my first week of school . . . it was spent with me standing with my nose in the corner of the classroom. I became very proficient using 3 pencils to write-off 300 times, "I must not talk in class."

I understand....I was "moved" every Monday. No matter where I sat, I still talked. I wonder how some of my teachers survived me!

All I can say is think 4 little words....This too will pass!

Sorry....not too comforting...but that's what I was always told.:roll:
God Bless you!!!!

I just bottle fed 5 puppies....I know how you feel. I told my family if anyone woke even one up to hold and cuddle with them I was going to strangle them and they would be feeding them at 3:00 this morning. I've been through the children....I did it twice. There is 17 years between my daughters....
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That's my LiL KittyKat tar Kalie trying to take her Mom's place!

All I can say is think 4 little words....This too will pass!

Sorry....not too comforting...but that's what I was always told.:roll:
God Bless you!!!!

I just bottle fed 5 puppies....I know how you feel. I told my family if anyone woke even one up to hold and cuddle with them I was going to strangle them and they would be feeding them at 3:00 this morning. I've been through the children....I did it twice. There is 17 years between my daughters....
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That's my LiL KittyKat tar Kalie trying to take her Mom's place!

My daughter's name is Kailey Kaiboo on Sowal

I understand....I was "moved" every Monday. No matter where I sat, I still talked. I wonder how some of my teachers survived me!

No need making it easy on them. My mother & dad would get so mad at me, I made straight As except in conduct . . . Bs and Cs

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No need making it easy on them. My mother & dad would get so mad at me, I made straight As except in conduct . . . Bs and Cs

you are straight A's in my report card!!!!

I relate to everything that has been said and then some. Not the best day for me--spent the a.m. with a sick baby at the Dr.'s and toting a 2-yr-old along to boot. Started feeling sick myself just a few hours before the other three got home from school--then piano lessons, homework, cooked dinner (I made them do the dishes!), folded laundry (lots more to go), put everyone to bed FINALLY (hubby was in and out with work and church obligations so was no help) and almost forgot to watch the finale of Top Chef (turned it on 20 minutes into it.)

Now I've had time to reflect and realize how many kisses I didn't have time to give and how many times I answered a questioned with an annoyed tone in my voice, when I could have been much more patient and much sweeter.

Our good friends in St. Louis lost their 13-yr-old son Saturday night. Totally unexpected and devastating. The funeral was tonight. Motherhood is exhausting and frequently annoying, but I feel so blessed tonight to have all 5 of my children tucked in bed safe and sound. When I found out about Ford's death, I made a promise to myself that I would try harder to appreciate my children, because every day counts. All the exhaustion from raising 5 kids is worth the love that they give back in return.

I relate to everything that has been said and then some. Not the best day for me--spent the a.m. with a sick baby at the Dr.'s and toting a 2-yr-old along to boot. Started feeling sick myself just a few hours before the other three got home from school--then piano lessons, homework, cooked dinner (I made them do the dishes!), folded laundry (lots more to go), put everyone to bed FINALLY (hubby was in and out with work and church obligations so was no help) and almost forgot to watch the finale of Top Chef (turned it on 20 minutes into it.)

Now I've had time to reflect and realize how many kisses I didn't have time to give and how many times I answered a questioned with an annoyed tone in my voice, when I could have been much more patient and much sweeter.

Our good friends in St. Louis lost their 13-yr-old son Saturday night. Totally unexpected and devastating. The funeral was tonight. Motherhood is exhausting and frequently annoying, but I feel so blessed tonight to have all 5 of my children tucked in bed safe and sound. When I found out about Ford's death, I made a promise to myself that I would try harder to appreciate my children, because every day counts. All the exhaustion from raising 5 kids is worth the love that they give back in return.

all I can say is..... thank you!

I relate to everything that has been said and then some. Not the best day for me--spent the a.m. with a sick baby at the Dr.'s and toting a 2-yr-old along to boot. Started feeling sick myself just a few hours before the other three got home from school--then piano lessons, homework, cooked dinner (I made them do the dishes!), folded laundry (lots more to go), put everyone to bed FINALLY (hubby was in and out with work and church obligations so was no help) and almost forgot to watch the finale of Top Chef (turned it on 20 minutes into it.)

Now I've had time to reflect and realize how many kisses I didn't have time to give and how many times I answered a questioned with an annoyed tone in my voice, when I could have been much more patient and much sweeter.

Our good friends in St. Louis lost their 13-yr-old son Saturday night. Totally unexpected and devastating. The funeral was tonight. Motherhood is exhausting and frequently annoying, but I feel so blessed tonight to have all 5 of my children tucked in bed safe and sound. When I found out about Ford's death, I made a promise to myself that I would try harder to appreciate my children, because every day counts. All the exhaustion from raising 5 kids is worth the love that they give back in return.

All of this is so true. So terribly sorry about your friends' son. Thanks for posting CCK. I know your kids know how much you love them.

Mr. Pod just called from Hard Rock. The background noise was so loud, I was forced to hang up.
I've just ransacked the house looking for L'il Pea #4's birth certificate (needed to register him for tee ball), and I've found birth certificates for all 3 of the other kids, not his.

Mr. Pod just called from Hard Rock. The background noise was so loud, I was forced to hang up.
I've just ransacked the house looking for L'il Pea #4's birth certificate (needed to register him for tee ball), and I've found birth certificates for all 3 of the other kids, not his.

text him. ask him where he put it.

Mr. Pod just called from Hard Rock. The background noise was so loud, I was forced to hang up.
I've just ransacked the house looking for L'il Pea #4's birth certificate (needed to register him for tee ball), and I've found birth certificates for all 3 of the other kids, not his.

Just show them your stretch marks and gray hair.

Oh pea, how I remember getting those evening phone calls from exotic locations (even Houston sounded exotic!). Trying to stay awake to listen to the days events and delicious menus from fabulous restaurants from the man who was working hard to support us!! Believe me when I say this...I had not yet learned the vital phrase...STFU!!!

Just show them your stretch marks and gray hair.

Oh pea, how I remember getting those evening phone calls from exotic locations (even Houston sounded exotic!). Trying to stay awake to listen to the days events and delicious menus from fabulous restaurants from the man who was working hard to support us!! Believe me when I say this...I had not yet learned the vital phrase...STFU!!!

I can relate to this one in a big way. When the kids were itty bitty things, Merman used to go to the UK for weeks at a time. This was before cell phones and if I got a phone call every other day I thought I was lucky. Ah well, I lived through it, kicking and screaming sometimes, but even still, I did it (and so will you, Peapod).

I love this thread- it is helpful to know that this child rearing slow boat to insanity is actually a very crowded cruise ship!! (Bingo anyone?)


Of course we are all thankful and blessed for our children, but that does not mean that we can't gripe and commiserate about the trials and stresses of parenting. Being frustrated and tired does not make us as parents any less appreciative of the fact that we are lucky to have kids- it just means that we are doing our parenting job. So yes, I hug and love my children, but a cross word to them here and just part of the deal.

All of this is so true. So terribly sorry about your friends' son. Thanks for posting CCK. I know your kids know how much you love them.

Thanks. We do pretty good, but there is always room for improvement. I have wonderful kids--couldn't ask for better. Right now we are going through a transition with some of them going from "little kid" to "big kid" and with that comes more responsibility for them around the house. When it is all said and done, my "big kid" 11-yr. old still needs to be tucked in at night with the blankies she's had since she was 18 mos.

Oh Pea, you need a vaca and or a bubble bath with lots of drinking. Being with lil pods day in and out is hard for anyone. I remember those days fondly looking backwards, but living it was not always so rosy.

Now I am living the empty nest thing and have found that I am getting the hang of it. I control the remote and don't have to hide the chocolate anymore. Hang in there, live in the moment, try not to kill anyone and remember you don't have to be perfect.wub:

I can relate to this one in a big way. When the kids were itty bitty things, Merman used to go to the UK for weeks at a time. This was before cell phones and if I got a phone call every other day I thought I was lucky. Ah well, I lived through it, kicking and screaming sometimes, but even still, I did it (and so will you, Peapod).

Mermaid, thanks to the new wonders of technology, I found an email this morning sent from Mr. Pod's Crackberry saying he'd won $250, and would I like anything? Smart man. ;-)

Oh....I remember the days.....

And how I miss them??????

Mermaid, thanks to the new wonders of technology, I found an email this morning sent from Mr. Pod's Crackberry saying he'd won $250, and would I like anything? Smart man. ;-)

Mr. Pod has a proper sense of gratitude.