random mutterings
The baby is looking intensely at the stuffed lion hanging above his head and filling his pants. I just sent the girls up for naps. They were tired and I was abrupt (since I was on the phone with Kate) and anyway that didn't work (and I hung up the phone) Honestly, I don't know how to deal with Tryn most days. She has moments of sweetness and enjoyment, but mostly she whines, negotiates, runs from the room screaming, or just is miserable. Sesame Street is my one reprieve. Half of me admits guilt and the other half tells me I am just remaining sane and that is good for the whole family. Balance is hard to achieve but we are just past the five week mark and starting to get back into gear. Right? right.
Tryn needs alot of patience from me. We made a marvelous batch of blueberry muffins this morning (I thought I'd try some creativity again). She helped to dump and mix and did a great job. With much anticipation we pull them from the oven....neither Tryn nor Annika would eat them. I could just pull my hair out. Now they will land on my thighs.
I realize Trynee is taking everything in and wants to understand the world and if I spent more time explaining (and when I do) she likes to cooperate. (Or she just runs away and throws herself on the couch screaming). I understand why people put their kids in preschool now.
Unfortunately the downside of Sesame Street is that my kid wants "to go to school tommorow" and doesn't understand why she cannot go "live at school" like the other kids and teacher. This has her very upset. Wait till she figures out we are going to homeschool! Shall I say, "Sorry my dear, but you will never go to real school" (This is the term my brothers and sisters and I used...as if being homeschooled is something less real?) Anyway, onward.
People tell you that this time is so short and to enjoy it. Guess what folks! That is plain crappy and useless drivel. Please, pile on the guilt why don't you. Now, on top of barely keeping things together, I am supposed to be enjoying this too? Ha. I do enjoy some moments, and I try to let
the kitchen floor get really gross and not put away the maternity clothes lying in a big pile on the floor just so I can read a book or dance to a Bob the Builder rendition of Mambo#5....are these the moments?
Tryn needs alot of patience from me. We made a marvelous batch of blueberry muffins this morning (I thought I'd try some creativity again). She helped to dump and mix and did a great job. With much anticipation we pull them from the oven....neither Tryn nor Annika would eat them. I could just pull my hair out. Now they will land on my thighs.
I realize Trynee is taking everything in and wants to understand the world and if I spent more time explaining (and when I do) she likes to cooperate. (Or she just runs away and throws herself on the couch screaming). I understand why people put their kids in preschool now.
Unfortunately the downside of Sesame Street is that my kid wants "to go to school tommorow" and doesn't understand why she cannot go "live at school" like the other kids and teacher. This has her very upset. Wait till she figures out we are going to homeschool! Shall I say, "Sorry my dear, but you will never go to real school" (This is the term my brothers and sisters and I used...as if being homeschooled is something less real?) Anyway, onward.
People tell you that this time is so short and to enjoy it. Guess what folks! That is plain crappy and useless drivel. Please, pile on the guilt why don't you. Now, on top of barely keeping things together, I am supposed to be enjoying this too? Ha. I do enjoy some moments, and I try to let
the kitchen floor get really gross and not put away the maternity clothes lying in a big pile on the floor just so I can read a book or dance to a Bob the Builder rendition of Mambo#5....are these the moments?
posted by Meg at 2:00 PM
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