By Sunday night, I am just ready to drive away and not come back until they’re asleep. I swear, they both say my name at least 100 times a day. I’m not the only one driven crazy by this right? Weekends are exhausting.
Post by Patsy Baloney on Jan 26, 2020 21:10:56 GMT -5
I was filling up my kid’s bath tub while she stood bare ass naked in the hallway, one foot stretched behind her touching the wall yelling MOM MOM MOMMY MOM MAMAAAA LOOK AT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE like I haven’t been looking at her in some way, shape, or form for the past 7 years when is the sweet release of death coming for me hahahaeverythingisfiiiiine 😭😭😭
My DS has moved on from the constant mom all the time, but he still talks constantly. He and I usually walk the dog together and it's basically 20-30 minutes of non stop talking. Rarely does he want a reply, he's just going and going. Sometimes it's so much I get close to a panic attack from it! Is 5 minutes of silence that bad kiddo? Or maybe an actual conversation?? If I try to turn it into a conversation he'll be like "anyway, back to what I was saying..." Omg
My mom used to say she was changing her name to doorknob. I get it now.
Also, they only want to show me things not in the room where I am sitting. Like, bring it herrrrrrrre. I'm so tired.
I'm in the kitchen washing dishes. We live in a tri-level, so both kids are downstairs in the living room and I am upstairs in the kitchen. I can barely even see them due to the change in levels and the kitchen table being in the way.
Sam: Hey, Mommy? Me: What Sam? Sam: What kind of animal is this? (referring to his animal cracker)
Post by W.T.Faulkner on Jan 26, 2020 22:50:21 GMT -5
He can’t say my name yet but I know it’s coming. Right now it’s just YAHYAHYAHYAHYAH BAHBAHBAHBAHBAHBAH MAMAMAMAMAMAMAMAMA and pointing at me. Repeatedly. Sir, what the fresh fuck could you possibly want from me?
He can’t say my name yet but I know it’s coming. Right now it’s just YAHYAHYAHYAHYAH BAHBAHBAHBAHBAHBAH MAMAMAMAMAMAMAMAMA and pointing at me. Repeatedly. Sir, what the fresh fuck could you possibly want from me?
Oh God. Just you wait. It gets so much worse. SO. MUCH. WORSE. I want to rip off my ears by the end of the weekend, swear to God.
I hate it when people do that, but they've been in bed for 90 minutes now and I'm still getting involuntary spasms thinking about the last few hours of today.
He can’t say my name yet but I know it’s coming. Right now it’s just YAHYAHYAHYAHYAH BAHBAHBAHBAHBAHBAH MAMAMAMAMAMAMAMAMA and pointing at me. Repeatedly. Sir, what the fresh fuck could you possibly want from me?
He can’t say my name yet but I know it’s coming. Right now it’s just YAHYAHYAHYAHYAH BAHBAHBAHBAHBAHBAH MAMAMAMAMAMAMAMAMA and pointing at me. Repeatedly. Sir, what the fresh fuck could you possibly want from me?
I've got one who does this (while also sticking his fingers up my nose and trying to pull my glasses and hearing aid off), and another one who says "MOM MOM MOM COME LOOK AT ME PLAY WITH ME WATCH ME DO THIS MOOOOMMMMMM!" And both are literally climbing on me.
My mom used to say she was changing her name to doorknob. I get it now.
Also, they only want to show me things not in the room where I am sitting. Like, bring it herrrrrrrre. I'm so tired.
1000x a day:
momcomelookatthis!
no. Just tell me about it.
Well now I just feel bad.
It’s Monday afternoon here, kids are home from school for Lunar New Year and we’re having a lazy day. I’m in my room, kids and DH are watching a movie in the living room. 10yo DS comes running down the hall yelling “Mom mom MOM!” So I quickly close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. He whispers “mom” at me a few more times but I’m determined to win so I don’t even breath. Then that little asshole kisses me on the forehead and quietly backs out of my room. Who taught that little asshole to fight so dirty?
My mom used to say she was changing her name to doorknob. I get it now.
Also, they only want to show me things not in the room where I am sitting. Like, bring it herrrrrrrre. I'm so tired.
I'm in the kitchen washing dishes. We live in a tri-level, so both kids are downstairs in the living room and I am upstairs in the kitchen. I can barely even see them due to the change in levels and the kitchen table being in the way.
Sam: Hey, Mommy? Me: What Sam? Sam: What kind of animal is this? (referring to his animal cracker)
FFS KID, I DON'T KNOW! I CAN'T EVEN SEE IT!
I get asked to look at things the most when driving a car. It makes me nuts.
I'm in the kitchen washing dishes. We live in a tri-level, so both kids are downstairs in the living room and I am upstairs in the kitchen. I can barely even see them due to the change in levels and the kitchen table being in the way.
Sam: Hey, Mommy? Me: What Sam? Sam: What kind of animal is this? (referring to his animal cracker)
FFS KID, I DON'T KNOW! I CAN'T EVEN SEE IT!
I get asked to look at things the most when driving a car. It makes me nuts.
Post by Monica Geller on Jan 27, 2020 8:35:25 GMT -5
DS had a speech delay that kept him from saying “mama” until he was 2.5. In addition to the years it took us to get pregnant with him, I swore I would never complain about my kid talking. I took it back a couple months ago. The “mommy! Look! Mommy mommy mommy” 7 billion times a day wears on you.
Yes, especially the "what's this?" and "look at that!" while in completely different rooms or driving. DD has largely stopped doing it at 11, but DS more than makes up for it.
The also worst is yelling at me from the kitchen if they can have a drink/snack/whatever. Yes, for the love of god, you know how to do that, you know what snacks are ok to grab whenever, leave me alone!
I'm also halfway through two weeks of solo parenting. I plan to run away from home for a few hours sometime this weekend.
Post by BicycleBride on Jan 27, 2020 9:54:14 GMT -5
Daddy is the favorite in our house so DS begins every single sentence with “hey daddy? I mean, mommy?” And both of them are constantly saying “dad? Dad? Daddy?” anytime H and I are trying to talk to each other. I keep telling DS he doesn’t have to start every sentence with mom or dad, he can just say whatever it is he wants to say because we are all right here, we know who he is talking to, and he is yelling anyway. So far it has not worked. Where do kids even learn to do that?