We do. We’re moms. We love them to itty-bitty pieces.
But let’s be honest here.
Not every single moment of motherhood is perfect. Not every single moment is one that we’ll treasure.
We don’t love every single thing our kids do. We still love THEM, but OMG, they can push our buttons.
And I think it’s okay to admit this. To say, you know what? Sometimes, my child does xyz and it annoys the shit out of me.
It’s okay to acknowledge that our children aren’t angels 100% of the time.
It doesn’t make us bad moms.
So, I’m confessing- here are the things that my boys do that irritate me:
*Make a crazy mess. I don’t mean a normal mess like their toys are all over the place. I mean getting the stepladder out of the hall closet and using it to reach the cocoa powder in the cabinet and making it snow brown powder all over my kitchen.
*Say “but…” Kids are sometimes going to argue sometimes, but when I tell my oldest something and finish it with “And I don’t want any arguments, this is what you are doing right now” and he opens his mouth with a “but…,” my blood boils.
*Spitting. How nasty is this? We’ve talked about how gross spit is, but they will still spit at each other from time to time. Do you rememeber “gleeking?” I don’t mean any reference to fans of Glee, but that weird way of spitting that kids thought was super-cool back when I was about 10. My older brother thought it was the coolest thing ever to gleek. Maybe my boys get this from their uncle.
*Refusing to move. My youngest is the one who is guilty of this. Just plopping himself down and refusing to leave somewhere. And he’s big enough that it’s a pain to pick him up. Plus it makes me feel like an ass to have to physically pick up my child.
*Hating a previously loved meal. Licked their plates clean when I made something two weeks ago: offer it again and noses are upturned. What is that?
*Speaking of food… Pretending they didn’t eat. This is most often around their grandparents. They might have just had a huge meal, but they will say that they didn’t eat when they get around Grandma so that she will then buy them junk because their poor bellies are empty. Thanks for making me look like the awful mom who never feeds her kids.
*Flipping the switch in front of company. Could be having a totally nice, calm day. Then someone comes over or we are out around others and who are these children?
Your turn! What do your kids do to make you crazy?
Disclaimer for those without a sense of humor: my boys do not do these things all of the time. In fact, they really are good kids. And I love them with all my heart. But, yes, they each occasionally do something that makes me want to drink to pull my hair out. If yours never make you feel that way, please tell me your secret. I bet it comes in a prescription bottle.