Raising boys is hard. In my world.
You just don’t know how exhausting that is, literally.
This weighs heavily on my mind since Monday.
I woke up stressed. About everything. Being a mommy has its own benefits but it drains on my soul.
Suck my brain dry til there’s nothing left.
Yes, I love being a mommy but most days its tiresome. I just want to take more than 30 minutes in shower which is rare. I want to sit down and take a breath which is rare because my boys ALWAYS want something.
They want something and expect me to do it well. That I do. However, I want my boys to know I’m not a robot who does things over and over. Every. Single. Day.
I want some changes.
Zion used to love to drink water when he was an infant but now he doesn’t. Scream and jump around like his body is on fire when I mention these word – water or milk. He loves juice, fruit punch that is. He loves grilled cheese, would eat them 3 or 4 times a day if I let him. Nothing but grilled cheese. He hasn’t eaten any veggies/meats. Hate them with a passion. Tells me they are stupid.
Imagine my frustration.
He’s the most pickiest eater you would ever come across. I want that to change but I just don’t know how. I guess consistency is the key here. Those know me knows that I have the patience in the world but this – I have no patience.
None. At. All.
Potty Training. Yep. That goes out of the window. He used to be doing so great. But then he tells me one day that he wants to use pullup. I told him that he’s going to be a big boy and he has to use a underwear, just like Dezmond. He is going to be 4 year old in Aug and I want him to be able to go on his own, instead of depending on me ..
Dezmond. Oh Dezmond, he hates cleaning with a passion. I threaten to throw all of his toys away and he wouldn’t budge. Always give me attitudes every time I ask him to do something. He’s 6 going on 16! He knows how to fix himself a meal yet he asks me. He hates everything I cook. I ask him to try one bite and he cons an attitude or quivers like he is going to cry. He doesn’t want to help me in the kitchen and tells me that it’s hard.
Oh yes things are going to change around here! I love everything that’s mommy-related but that’s a soul-draining, sometimes.
Look like I need a girls night out or something.
Le sigh … now back to reality.