THAT MOM

You know the mom I'm talking about...the one that looks so frazzled she can't do one more thing...the one with two or more screaming kids that just look out of control...the one that looks like she can't wait to get out of wherever she is...the mom you look at on your good days and say "Boy, I'm glad that's not me!"

On my past two big trips to the grocery store I have been that mom (Tara even witnessed yesterday's fiasco). I'm learning that the cute carts with the car just don't work for us...the kids are too close and get in each other's way. They fight over anything they can think of and yesterday Baylor bit a chunk out of Christian's shoulder!!! You may be thinking "he probably provoked her" and most times I would agree with you, but I think this time she was just plain ol' mad and took it out on her brother. There is a red mark with slightly broken skin on his upper back/shoulder area. I was so flustered at the checkout that I forgot to use the coupons that I had just spent an hour looking around the store with. (You know those ones that were about to expire and you use them on stuff you know you'll need soon, but not necessarily right now.) The checkout people mean well, but make you feel worse with their "Oh, someones having a bad day" and "those kids just aren't getting along are they?" I've had the same teenage bagger each time and I know we are swearing her off kids...she has to think "I don't want ones like that!"

It is very frustrating to try and do things with the both of them...lately. It didn't used to be bad, but now the whole sibling fighting just because we are siblings has started. Too much togetherness!! We are so ready for school to start...but wait I have to keep one because she's not big enough for school yet!! I get a break from them fighting with each other only to have to listen to the whining of one who will feel all alone. It is such a love/ hate time around our house...Mommy included:)

I forgot to add that while Christian was still crying over his bite he broke into the most pitiful version of "Twinkle, Twinkle" that I have ever heard. I asked him if he was trying to find his happy place, but he didn't respond.