Bad days...good day

Do you ever have those days where all you feel like you do is yell at your kids and say no, or get out of that, etc...? Well that seems like my whole week this week. I don't know if it is from the kids being tired from school, or me being too tired. Although it is probably a little bit of both. So anyway, I just realized this post was getting too long telling the story so I deleted it and am trying something else...

Here it goes...

you ready???

1 :24 pm Ask husband if we should go out and do something as a family. Sure

3:04 What do you want to do? Not sure

Movie? $10.50 Adult $8 kid
Whoa

3:30 pm, boys down for a nap, mom finally getting in the shower...

4:10 Kids home from school running crazy, fighting, screaming, crying...

Mom about to pull her hair out.

5:44 Husband calls...stranded on I-64 at about Jefferson. Come get me. Crap. (realize that it really isn't his fault, but still CRAP)

Getting kids/self ready about to walk out door...

husband calls...don't come get me someone from other office can bring me home.

Now what to do about dinner??? Response - whatever you want to do. Not the answer I was looking for.

6 something... Take 4 kids to Blockbuster and try to get them to all agree on movies.

Mom: You-hold her hand, DON'T run, DON'T let go. You-right here. If I hear ANY whining, arguing, etc, we are out of there and NO movies, GOT IT?! Good. OK strap baby to me...1,2,3,4...let's go. Lock car and proceed to store. (people thinking this lady is crazy! Four kids!) Get inside, pick some movies, get 3D glasses. Waiting in line...STOP TOUCHING STUFF!!! Finally back to the car.

Husband texts: I'm home.
Mom texts: Be ready to walk out of the door when I get home.
Get home, go in to get sweaters for kids just in case. Husband tells me that he really wants to drive back down to get his car tonight (with a friend)! He wants to leave in an hour.
Ruins the plans I had for dinner. So pull into the garage, not happy, get everyone out. Call Chili's and order dinner.

Leave kids at home with dad, go pick up dinner...get to the car...they forgot my drink...go back in get drink..drive home.

Unload dinner...they forgot my dinner! Call Chili's (trying to be as calm as possible...don't know if it worked) They say you can come back and get it if it isn't inconvenient. What? I just drove 20 min to pick it up and back...why didn't you make sure you put everything in there in the first place. They offer gift certificates and my dinner for free. First of all... I already paid for the dinner...it isn't free. Second got two $5 gift certificates. That can maybe get a desert and a drink. I know, at least I got something. Hush. I am venting here!

Have husband go get it.
7 something...Feed screaming baby and hungry kids.

Husband gets home...I eat, he leaves to go get his car.

8 pm Let kids watch other movie (Coraline...DON'T recommend it) Why did I do that????

10 pm finally get kids in bed.

11:30 Text husband...How's it going? Chillin waiting for epoxy to dry before he can drive it.
Finally go to bed with cell phone in hand (just in case)

Next day 8 something am... find out car is at Blooms and needs to go get it. Get up, get kids dressed, fed and in car. Go get car. Go get papers (gotta get my coupons!), come home, pull in driveway realize need cash, go back out get cash, come home. Play outside, save a praying mantis (is that what this is?) from a spiderweb. (Isn't he cute?)

Try to convince Hali she can't keep him as a pet.

Husband says friends(and the whole family) on the way to help. Great. House a MESS. Stay calm. Have lunch with everyone, total MADHOUSE! Give a massage. She really needed it., and it was ok with me.

Invited to a friends house at 7 while boys are at conference. late bedtime the day before, still up at normal time (that ticks me off!) no naps for two year old today, not a good combo. Still going to try and go.

5 or 6 ish. Friends leave...clean house. Feed baby. Kids whining, falling off bikes, filthy...make all of them come inside...more whining, send one to take a shower.

7 pm Ok NOT going. Husband leaves to go to conference. Which is a good thing I know.

Call my Mom, vent. (much like I am doing now!) She makes me feel better. Kids eating cereal for dinner. I don't care. Making myself some coconut brownies. Can't multitask when stressed ...didn't read directions and make them too cake like, dangit! I hate it when they are like that! And I just used all of my coconut oil.

Bathe two other kids...say prayers...GET IN BED!!!! And STAY in bed! Oh and I love you. Go to feed baby again...realize...did I give ALL of the kids lovies? Go back to girls room (still nursing) kiss one kid, she's out... walk over to the other, she's out. First kid wakes up, I go back to say goodnight and I love you and I am sorry for being so cranky, and yelling a lot...Her response...

That's ok Mom, you still are the best Mom ever. I love you.

Totally makes it worth it. Good day. (yes, I am crying right now, deal with it) Would probably do it all again... in fact will probably do it all again tomorrow!

I'm tired.

Ok, and the fonts are not doing what I tell them to, and I am too tired to try and fix it. Sorry.