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I realised whilst on Facebook that apparently I’m not the only Parent trying hard not to lose their shit today.
As per usual the day started before 6am. Feeding the calves is #1 job.
By 6.09am TEM9 & BJ6 had decided it was time to get up.
With all the rain – which has us flooded in again by the way – Doris & Miss Sick have been moved to under the veranda, nowhere else outside is dry enough for them, and Miss Sick desperately needs dry space.
Which means when Doris got hungry at 5am this morning she moo’d until I fed her at 6am. Thanks Doris… on behalf of everyone that gets to sleep in until 7-7.30am. They Thank you. Me on the other hand, am not Thanking you, because it’s about the only time of the day I get peace and quiet, and time to myself.
Which didn’t happen because you woke them all up. Thanks again. Not.
So anyway TEM9 & BJ6 are tired because they got up too early. Which means they are losing their shit. Which means they have been pushing the limits all day.
Explosion of the large variety came at about 11.10am when TJ15 discovered her digital prints I got done for her had been scrunched up in her wardrobe – built ins. It appears when I caught TEM9 & BJ6 in the wardrobe the other day they had somehow scrunched TJ15′s photo’s – TJ9 was at SIL’s for a couple of days this week.
Apparently neither of them did it. Mr Nobody strikes again.
And the tantrum of all tantrums with a lot of extremely hurtful words started from TEM9.
I dislike Mr Nobody immensely.
And it was at this time I had to do everything in my Mum power not to lose my shit.
So to rectify the situation, I decided TEM9 & BJ6 would open their money boxes and go halves in replacing them. Which left me open as the person the hate eyes focused on. Not so much that TEM9 hated me. The way she was looking at me was more like a death stare… TEM9 decided that I hated her, and that is why I was making them pay to replace the photo’s.
Which resulted in her making her & BJ6′s lunch and announcing to BJ6 “Mum didn’t make our lunch because she hates us. And we’re going to have to make our dinner too”.
Apparently I hate them so I refused to make their lunch. Hmmm maybe if one would have asked Mum to make their lunch Mum would have. Apparently Mum refused to make their lunch because Mum said “no” to chocolate yoghurt before lunch.
I seem to be the evil wicked Mum today. And I haven’t even tried. Maybe if I tried it wouldn’t annoy me so much. But the kid has been down right vicious with her tongue today, and I had been pretty proud of myself not sending her to the moon to live!
So at approximately 12.30pm, after having words with her about being extremely disrespectful and vicious with the way she was speaking to and about everyone today, she apologised. Not a very meaningful apology – because I was still getting death stares – but enough to calm the situation enough for her to move on with the day.
Is this a little peak to what her teenagerhood is going to be like?
If it is, I’m moving out.