I'M DONE......

I think I may change my blog name from 'laugh-often' to 'vent-often'!

My children can aggravate me so easily and so often. I recieved a call from the school at 10:15 am. What could they possibly want now? Let me rephrase that, 'what could my children possibly want now?

As most of you know, last year the school couldn't find an assistant for Wil until about three to four months into the school year - so I had to go down to the school twice a day to do his toiletry and feeding jobs. It caused a lot of frustration for me, plus Asher was half day pre-school and I had to cart him with me - not fun! So this year I have relished in the fact that all of my kids are full time students and I would not be needed to care for Wil during school hours. Now I have the time to finish my online schooling and can hopefully start working at home this fall. YEAH RIGHT!!

This year all Wil needs is changed once a day - no more tube feedings - which has made things much simpler. The nurse is there all day on Monday and on Wednesday afternoons. Mrs. 'C', the special ed teacher, is changing him the rest of the time. Well, this week is ISTEP so Mrs. 'C' is unable to change him, which I'm fine with. So for this week only I have to go the school Tuesday, Thursday, & Friday.
I get a call from the school this morning....let me start over. I was in the middle of taking a typing test online - it was timed - when my phone rings - I let it go - then my cell rings. I realize that it is probably the same person and I better answer it. It was the school. Wil went to the office and said that he needed dumped. I just changed him two hours ago! He shouldn't even need checked for another couple of hours. I stop all that I am doing to be a 'good mom'. The whole way down to the school this was in my head -@!!*@*!! you better be leaking Wil! Ofcourse his ostomy bag isn't even half full. I just looked at him with that 'I am so going to hurt you look' and tell him when he gets home.... go back to class.

Granted a lot of my frustration stems from this morning with my children. Saige and Asher wouldn't get out of bed and were running a half an hour behind schedule. Saige is a safety guard this year and has to be at school at 8:15, lately he's been there about 8:25. Not good! He wants to quit....yeah right.....we told him you quit that you quit football. He wants to stay up later than his brothers because he's older. So every night it's a fight to get him in bed and then ofcourse he never wants to get up. Tonight it's 8:00 - I'm done!
Wil doesn't get homework every night so I don't always check - besides he's in the second grade and needs to be responsible. This morning 10 minutes before we leave he announces that he had homework he didn't do. I was furious! Obviously playing the computer and watching TV are more important! Oh..did I mention that his fingers were almost healed and this week he started chewing them again?! He is also refusing to take all of his meds. I'm done!
Asher - well he's just Asher. This morning it was 'wash my hands until I overflow the sink' and let's 'accidently spill a full glass of water all over the table and floor.' I'm done!

So tonight after school the kids are getting a talkin' too. No more computer, TV, or playstation during the week. Three nights a weeks Saige has football and once a week Wil has a music program at Turnstone, other than that they will be bored out of their minds and will be forced to do chores around the house that they will not get paid for because it needs to be a normal responsibility, get their homework done EARLY, and if they want to play something they can play cards or board games together. Not to mention until they can get out of bed the first time they are awoken with a smile on their face and saying with a bright & cheery disposition 'Good Morning Mom' their bed time will be no later than 8:00. I'M DONE!!!!


My kids are going to hate me; but guess what - don't care - why? - because I'M DONE!!!!