Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Fatigue of the soul

The little girls had a 5-day weekend, due to Labor Day. 5 days where I had to find something to keep them busy and prevent them from tearing the place up. I rather think I failed at that, by the looks of the joint. 5 days of managing twin 4 year-olds, who don't want to get up, lay down, eat, stop eating, or go potty when instructed.

I'm tired of the drama, the wailing and sobbing when a blanket or a bear goes missing. The anguish when asked to put a shirt on. The yelling when the short-order cook (that's me) won't make what they want for lunch. The bitching when they've decided they want to go to the park, but it's too late, because it's now dark and they fooled around and wouldn't get their shoes on.

I know it's just the stage they are in. They want to control their world, and there are precious few opportunities of that kind for a 4 year-old.

But I'm awful tired.

1 comment:

  1. But, but, wanted to have kids...says the woman who only has a husband and off the wall cat....

    Hugs and vibes,