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I have three fabulous children and a terrific husband. I was recently laid off and have decided to try the stay-at-home gig. We'll see how it goes!

Stuff that drives a SAHM (or any mom) CRAZY!

Food Hoarding
I don't know if this is a normal occurrence or not, but my oldest daughter hides food.  I don't know why.  We feed her.  She has never gone hungry and yet she feels the need to do this:

We don't normally have PopTarts in the house.  I view them as a treat and I was able to get a screaming deal on them.  With a coupon they were $1.  I bought several boxes of them and I was surprised they disappeared so quickly.  Maybe that's what prompted my daughter to stash an entire box of the peanut butter and a number of strawberry PopTarts in her closet.  They are super yummy.  When she got home from school she found this in her closet:


You would think she would come to me with her head down, waiting for some sort of punishment.  Instead she came trotting down the stairs with the applesauce in her hand; apologizing for hiding the food.  No remorse at all.  And when I asked where the PopTarts were...... her response was, "We ate it."  Seriously, after finding my note, she so wanted to eat the food that she was willing to risk further punishment for eating yet another PopTart.  What!?  Well, there was no TV for a while, they had no snacks that day and I made a super healthy dinner and didn't give them seconds.  I hope some day I will be able to buy PopTarts again.


The Wet Toilet Seat
I am a very fortunate woman.  My husband is very attentive and cleans up after himself in the bathroom.  My oldest has always been pretty clean in that arena herself.  My son, however, is a whole other breed.  No matter how many times we tell him to lift the seat to pee, he just can't seem to remember.  It's awful; especially if you go not long after him.  Most of the time I check the seat, but sometimes I forget and when I sit, I get that awesome, cooling sensation of wet pee on my butt and thighs.  The worst part is at that point there's nothing I can do about it.  So I sit, take care of my business and clean up as best I can.  Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!  

Getting Ready for School

6:20 AM
The time I asked my daughter to take a shower.

6:25 AM
The time I repeated my request for my daughter to take a shower.

6:30 AM
The time she turned on the water.

6:40 AM
The time I told my daughter to quit wasting water and get in the shower.

6:45 AM
The time my daughter got out of the shower!!!

So basically, it took 20 minutes from the time I told my daughter to get in the shower and the time she actually got in.  And only 5 minutes for her to take a shower.  Seriously!!!???  That's barely enough time to get your hair wet.  What that means is she spent 25 minutes taking a fake shower; when she could have taken a real shower in 15 or less.  This is how many of my mornings go and this is why I start counting down to bedtime by 8AM.  When your day starts with a battle, there's no where to go but crazy and when you're really desperate, the bottle.

The Messy Room


This is a picture of my kid's playroom after they've played in it for a few days.  Many times I have the kids help me pick it up, but sometimes there are people coming over and it just needs to get cleaned.  So I picked it up.


It took me over two hours to get this cleaned up.  Not necessarily because it was that messy.  I got interrupted about every 5 minutes by children looking for snacks, homework help or just a hug.  It looked great when I was done.


I cleaned every shelf, every corner, every inch of that room.  I had that beautiful feeling of accomplishment and the stress of a dirty room was gone.  Then the children noticed.  My children LOVE a clean room.  It calls to them.  One will literally yell for the other one, screaming, "It's clean!  Woo Hoo!  Come play!"  I'm not joking.  They do this.  Then a mere 3 hours later.....


What?!  When I worked it was always deflating to have an experiment not work after hours of set-up and preparation.  But when something did work, it was awesome.  Now that I stay home, a clean room is an accomplishment.  But it's very difficult when everything I do gets destroyed in a matter of hours; sometimes less.  Husbands and children listen:  This is what drives your wives and mothers crazy!  

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