Wednesday insanity

Wednesday again, another school day and another work day.  Daddy went back to work today so I had help with getting the kids out of the door to get to school. Our son went straight downstairs to find daddy who helped him to get dressed. I helped our daughter and she then went and found her toast. We got out of the house a little earlier and got daddy to work on time.

Arriving outside school the kids climbed into the front as I stopped the car. They were both playing and running around whilst I was unloading, I told them to stop and they would not listen.  Why won’t kids just do as they are told? My two are just too independent or just disobedient.

I left them both at breakfast club, they were happy as I went. I drove to work through the busy morning traffic. Getting to work I had a good productive morning. I am lucky that I get to meet some nice people in my job.

The day went by and I was soon home with my work laptop in front of me. The kids came home from school and were as normal wanting food.  I finally finished work and spent some time with the children.  Then I started to cook dinner, the children should have been doing their homework. Unfortunately whilst cooking the telephone rang which meant I could not sit the kids down and help them. Consequently, we did not manage to get homework or reading completed.

The balance of keeping up with work demands, sorting out the household chores, managing the family budget. Then friends who need to talk, whilst trying to support two children. Tonight it was just too late to listen to either child read or work on rhyming words. My 7 year old left his spellings at school again so we still have not been able to practice them.  I’m hoping he brings them home tomorrow because he will be upset if he does not get 10 out of 10 on Friday.  I am going to photograph my daughter’s spellings as her homework is due in tomorrow and her spellings are in her book. It would be nice if she would just learn them, she can sound them out but spelling them is another issue.

My children will always demand yoghurt after their dinner, regardless of whether they have eaten it all.  When I was a child I was told that if I didn’t eat my dinner then I would not get a pudding. My parents would stick to this as I’m sure many parents still do. If I tell my kids no pudding because they have not eaten everything, I then have two children having a very loud tantrum. This will then end with them helping themselves to the fridge as I am screaming no at them. Why is this? They know how to get around us and once the yoghurt pot is open there is no going back.

As I was putting food in the oven my daughter was climbing the cupboards to get cream crackers, she then wanted jam.  I told her no which then led to a full meltdown as she was hungry. To inpatient to wait 20 minutes for the oven she then consumed two which then meant that she did not eat all her dinner. After I had got her ready for bed she then came downstairs complaining that she was hungry and wanted pudding. We had no choice but to let her have a yoghurt otherwise she would not have gone to bed.

The ongoing challenges of being a working parent. Work commitments, child commitments, family commitments, the stress goes on and it does not get easier.  I’m sat watching ‘The worlds most expensive presents’. A man has just bought a 24ct gold plated bike for £250 000, crazy money.  Where could you ride a bike that expensive? surely the buyer is keeping it on display in his house somewhere. It is a fully working bike but I’m sure no bike lock would prevent a thief stealing that if you were daft enough to ride it to the town.   The seller said ‘there is a buyer out there for everything’ I’m not sure that’s true but maybe true when it is 24ct gold plated.  There were many other presents, there was also a very expensive colouring book. Oh to be super rich, I can dream.

Anyway, I am now going to go and get some rest. I am very tired tonight as it has been a busy day. I need to go to sleep and try and recharge ready for work tomorrow, a busy day and the morning stress of being mum.