Confessions

Mummy Confessions: Entry 9

Do you ever have those days where you could quite happily scream just to get your frustrations out? I had one of those days yesterday.

I heard Wyatt wake up at his usual time around 6am and as I pulled myself out of bed and headed downstairs for my shower, I noticed he closed the living room door (He only ever does this if he’s trying to hide something). I went into the living room and he looked at me guilty-as-sin.

I uttered to him,

“What have you had to eat?”

He replied,

“Cheese strings”

I’ve told him countless times that he needs to stop munching on things before his breakfast – it doesn’t ever sink in.

As I did the usual morning routine of getting the children ready for school, everything seemed to be going quite smoothly. Faith was behaving – she even tidied her room and made her bed before school. Aurora seemed to be in a good mood as well – she even let me put her hair in a bobble and put a bow in too. She looked absolutely adorable in her little orange summer dress and sandals.

She decided she wanted to walk home but she ended up tripping over and hurting her knee. She got upset for a minute or so but still wanted to continue walking home. When we finally arrived back (it takes so much longer with a walking toddler), she wanted to sit and watch the famous ‘Waffle the Wonder Dog’ so we settled down while I fed Kiiara.

Then out of the blue she said

“poppo”.

I looked at her and replied

“Aww. Have you got a poppo?”

She replied back with

“Kiss it better”.

I got a little emotional at this. She’s just adorable and so girlie!

As the day progressed things just seemed to take a turn for the worse. Aurora turned into a little demon child and was getting upset over everything, and oh boy the tantrums! I have never seen her this bad before.

She was definitely overtired and hot and bothered because of the weather but she point-blank refused to sleep. Instead she screamed and screamed and lashed out at me when I was trying to change her nappy. Don’t get me started on bathtime. That’s a major battle in itself. Arghhh and breath.

I had to pop out and get some bits and bobs from the shop. Liam was busy and because of all the stairs there was no way I was getting down them with 2 prams on my own so I had to contact my Mum to come and help me. In the end I only took Kiiara in her pram and Aurora went on her reins.

While waiting for my Mum to show up Kiiara was crying because she was tired and Aurora was screaming too. I had a whole lot of washing and cleaning to do and I hadn’t managed to do anything apart from sort the girls out.

When my Mum and Sister arrived, Aurora finally calmed down for a little while. I managed to put my wash on with Kiiara glued to my hip. We were about to leave, when all of a sudden, being a typical baby Kiiara decided to have a last minute poo. Just my luck. In just under 2 hours we had to pick Faith and Wyatt up from school and I wasn’t getting anywhere fast.

I managed to get my bits and bobs done and was making my way home. Auroras mood changed again. She become majorly stroppy and wouldn’t have any of it. She screamed and threw herself on the floor. We were in the flat at this point. Kiiara was flat out. I wasn’t sure how long for with Aurora bellowing like a banshee. I remained calm, took her into the front room while she was flailing around, lay her on the sofa, put ‘Waffle the Wonder Dog’ on and got her a milk hoping she would get sleepy and wake up in a happier mood. That was wishful thinking. She wasn’t having any of it and she woke Kiiara up. It was Kiiara’s turn to scream.

I didn’t know where the time went. All i’d done was the washing from that morning and it was already time to collect the children from school. Aurora was still screaming wanting to get out of her pram this time. Wyatt came out of school crying at me because I said he had to wait for the money off the tooth fairy until we got down to the stall that he wanted to spend it at.

He began to cry so I had 3 grumpy crying children on my hands all at the same time. Breath Zoe breath. Last but not least Faith appeared but she seemed in an OK mood. Off we went to get candy floss!

Oh no things didn’t go too smoothly after all. Faith decided she didn’t want candy floss but sweets instead. I was in a rush so I didn’t have time to pop into any other shops. She told the lady who was selling the candy floss that she didn’t actually want any but ‘Mum’ was making her get it. The lady just looked at me. I had to remind Faith not to be rude.

She then stropped all the way home while seemingly enjoying the candy floss she ‘didn’t’ want. But obviously what consequences comes with sugary snacks? I will tell you…. Hyperactivity as soon as we set foot into the flat. They became hyperactive and wasn’t listening to a word I said no matter how many times I repeated myself – they were bouncing off the walls. I was overrun by 4 children, 3 of which were on a sugar high!

I ended up yelling at them to calm down because somebody was going to get hurt.

1…. 2….. 3…..

Right on queue all 3 of them bumped into each other and Aurora being the smallest got hurt the most and ended up screaming again. It was only 4pm and I was praying for bedtime already.

Within the next hour I became a broken record having to repeat myself over and over again to either calm down or stop doing something they shouldn’t be doing. They calmed down, well 2 out of 3 anyway.

It was Wyatt’s turn to keep pushing my buttons. He kept throwing things around the living room while looking at me and smiling. I told him that he needed to listen to me, and because of his behaviour he had lost his pudding for that night. He turned around and shouted at me giving me attitude. I know it’s part of his Autism but I still don’t appreciate him shouting at me like he does.

I warned him that he shouldn’t speak to me the way he did because you should never shout at your Mum and Dad for that matter. He still ended up yelling at me again and sniggering. I was not amused to say the least.

It was slowly creeping up to bed time. All 4 children had been bathed. It was just a little hard to get them to stay in their rooms. It’s either one or the other that decide they either want a drink, the toilet, to tell us a story or to just ask a random question they could of asked earlier.

I must admit after how yesterday was, I was glad to just crawl into bed, cuddle Kiiara and relax – well as much as you can when you’re a parent anyhow.

Some days I find harder than others and lately I haven’t really had that many bad days where the children have driven me crazy, so I guess I was just overdue one.

Joys of children ayy. Definitely worth it but they also make you age much quicker. I can see the grey hairs emerging already.

 

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-Zoe

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