I think I had the kind of day that most moms dream of. And for me, I hated it. The kids were gone All Day Long over with their friends, stopping by occasionally to deliver chaos and destruction, and now, at 9:49pm they seem to have come home for the day. We had no Christmas dinner because the kids ate candy all day long and honestly, never once offered to help do anything. I’ve been in this funk for days. At first I thought it was the ebb and flow of my cycle (there are points in my cycle that, as I get older, get more pronounced, mainly the ebb of “life sucks, my kids don’t give a fuck and they think I live to be their slave”) but this feeling has stuck around for too many days to be cycle-related.
This morning was lovely. The kids opened their gifts, enjoyed them, played with them (gigantic points to Aunties Christina and Michelle for providing the Legos) and then began their diet of candy. Why Jamie decided to purchase boxes and bags of candy for the kids I really don’t know. It isn’t like they’ve never seen candy before or have no access to candy, but they all got at least 4-5 bags of candy (this, after having Christmas Eve dinner of sausages and moonmallows on the beach). I’m pretty sure that by 10pm tonight, there will be no candy left. So no-one ate any of the Christmas breakfast and when Jamie announced his tummy was funny I decided I wasn’t going to make dinner that no-one would eat and headed to the beach. The kids had already deserted us, figuring the palapa elves would clean up their morning and afternoon messes, wash their laundry, do their dishes and make all happy and gay when they decided to return. Meh. So I spent the afternoon on the beach, alone, reading a book and I imagine any other mother would have given her left arm for that kind of day. Me, I missed my family.
One of my most hoped-for gifts was a $25 KIVA gift certificate but none of the kids even showed the minimal interest. Sigh.
I think I’m moving to Australia.
I cured my funk with white wine and just to make sure it was dead and gone, I administered some Nicaraguan rum today. I’m cured!
What is KIVA?
I have had those days, and like Jonna, I drink rum.,,,,or red wine……or Tecate. I think they must put good hormones in that stuff to make it so damn good.
ROFFL
love, papa
HELP! I’m OUT OF CUBAN RUM!!!!
Oh hon, sure hope today was better for you! Merry ho ho!
I so understand the mom get me this attitude. Hotel Maby is closed at my house. Children have no idea in hell how much preparation goes into having the family over to eat on christmas day. 8 trips to the grocery, because this year I was not organised. But, it did get eaten. They soon return to work and college.
Unusual news for me. I will have the pleasure of being down south of you for 90 days. guatemala for 3 months. I am going with a girlfirend who has MS. She is in a wheel chair and i will be the legs for her. she is seeing someone about alternative treatment for MS. should be a very interesting trip. The medicine man has successfully treated 2 of her friends. They can now walk and see again. Email me if you want to know more. We leave january 25.
Ok …just so you know I did give your kids guilt about that! and said doesnt your Mom miss you ON CHRISTMAS DAY??
I know I would REALLY miss my kids if they ditched me all day!
Someone commented on you not feeling so good and another said something about you studying alot?…at least were here and get to see our kids 100 times more than most parents!Im REALLY Grateful about that!
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