Don’t Ask Me How I Do It
Don’t ask me how I do it. how I keep things together or how I manage every day. Don’t ask me how I manage to get things done, or go fun places. Don’t ask me how I manage to cook or clean the house. Don’t ask me.please it makes me nuts when people say that. I manage the same way everyone else does. one moment at a time, one breath, one step and I still screw up.
Today we had a bad day.First I couldn’t sleep last night.Then my computer ate all of the photos from Sammy’s birthday party. Sammy was wild last night and it seems to have carried over to today. We were restraining him by 11am just so he wouldn’t hurt himself or anyone else. He attacked his little brother over a program they were watching on Netflix. I handled some of the outbursts very well and was proud of myself. I had to walk away after a few hours though. He has a weird rash and it’s setting his sensory system out of whack. He’s angry and mean sometimes and this was one of those times. An Epsom salts bath and some warm milk with honey seemed to mellow the child out.
He was so wild yesterday I never got around to posting what I wanted to and the playroom still looks like a bomb went off. I think my neighbors may be thinking that white trash moved into the neighborhood because there are toys and pieces of things littering my driveway all the time. We did however have an awesome dinner with a great friend and I did get a little knitting done.Nate and I got to cuddle and I got a couple of great hugs from Sammy
I am not Martha Stewart,or Betty Crocker or Donna Reed. I am just me. I am raising 5 kids and quite often those five kids are far more important that the dishes or laundry. I would rather finger paint and bake than vacuum and dust.It drives my OCD crazy to see everything in the toy room out at once,but there will come a time when it will all be clean and organized. By then all my babies will be grown and i will miss these moments.
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thumbs up!
I don’t know you, but I kind of want to hug you. doing the best you can is all you can do and you manage somehow even if you don’t even know how you do it.
My mom has five kids and people are always asking her how she does it, so I understand it’s probably annoying to hear that all the time. you seem like a wonderful mom, though
well put. I want to be a special educator, and I imagine this being my life for the next 30+ years. I can’t wait. i’m excited to know i’ll impact the children and the parents of those children. I promise to help parents like you who just do their best.
It is so true. You just do because there is no other way to be. Thanks for sharing