Think back. Have you tried to bring your kids out somewhere so they can have fun? I know, what an awesome fucking mom you are. You want to get out of the house and are really looking forward to bringing your kids some place so they can have an adventure. Maybe create memories, get some exercise, bond as a family, have seasonal or holiday traditions… whatever.
I mean sure, maybe getting out will be fun for you too but you’re really doing this for your kids. Like, I know I don’t need to spend the money but I want to do something for them.
Have you found yourself yelling at them to get ready?
Maybe threatening that you won’t go to this fun place?
Stressing out because no one is listening?
All the while here you are. Trying to bring these ungrateful bastards out so they can enjoy themselves. I don’t know about you but in my reality EVEN IF I didn’t yell, if I didn’t have to threaten to not bring them, if I didn’t get stressed out because everyone is listening (that’s probably never ever happened)… nine times out of ten I will be stressed out during said activity because these kids can’t get along, they hit each other or bicker, or they want everything and can’t appreciate the activity in itself.
Why do we do this to ourselves? I’m not the only one right? You’d think after this happening multiple times I would learn my lesson? Well I fucking don’t. Is this some sort of mother’s curse? I must’ve done this to my mom so now it’s my turn? Why can’t they just appreciate my generosity and enjoy the fun? Haha that’s a dumb question… I suppose because they’re kids.
Hmm, this seems like a vicious cycle I will have to endure until I watch it happen to them with their kids. For now, I suppose I will keep this insanity going because if I don’t…
1. we’ll never go anywhere or do anything. Which seems like the easy solution, but is it really?
2. I suppose after said activity, I do mostly remember only the fun moments of the day… after the stress has faded away.
3. Its a good excuse to have a drink afterwards.
Today’s inspiration for this post is brought to you by: me wanting to bring the kids pumpkin picking. It’s October and its almost Halloween. They ask “why can’t we do it tomorrow?” You know why, because mama doesn’t wanna leave the house on Sunday! She wants to stay in pajamas all day and drink coffee with no bra on.
Wish me luck as I force these kids out the door. Cheers!