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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I'm losing it

I love my kids. You guys know that. I don't have to explain that. But, I swear to god, if I don't get a break soon I'm going to fucking snap. I feel that more disclaimers are necessary here.... They're awesome little people, they really are, but do they always have to be ON me? They're either sitting on me or lying on me or smashed up next to me; as I type this I'm crammed onto a Lazy Boy with Child 2 stuffed into the little space between my giant ass and the armrest. He's smashing my arm so it's actually kind of hard to type, and resting his head on my shoulder. It's very sweet but OH MY GOD GET THE FUCK OFF ME FOR ONCE.

And the talking; always with the fucking talking! This kid never shuts up! (Another disclaimer: I am grateful that he never shuts up, Child 2 that is, because I know too many people who have kids with severe autism and they would want to fucking punch me for saying this, because they would KILL to be able to complain about their kid never shutting up, so I feel bad for saying it, and I always remember that whenever I feel like complaining about it. I'm very grateful that his constant fucking yammering annoys the yell out of me, I'm serious.) And then there's Child 1, he makes noises that mimic a BART train approaching, kind of like "WWWCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," while he runs back and forth in front of me, flapping, and whispering "10 car Fremont train approaching whisper whisper whisper" and he's also developed this lovely cough/click stim thing at the same time.


I know, I know, one day they will be teenagers and they will hate me and I will miss these days, and one day they will be grown up and moved out and I will miss these days. Yeah, yeah, YEAH, I KNOW!! FUCK! I KNOW! But right now, if I don't get a fucking break, somebody's going to lose a body part. I don't even care if it's me, I could use a nice hospital stay. They have delicious drugs there and people bring you food and probably nobody sits on you ever.


Miss Melicious said...

I bet that sometimes they do sit on you in the hospital...that'd be no fun...escaping being sat on, with being sat on. :(
And I know exactly what you mean.:)

Unknown said...

Get enough Ativan in me and I'd probably be okay with that

j* said...

I'm copying and pasting this excellent post on my own blog tomorrow. Or at the very least the part that says, "always with the fucking talking!" ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS.

Unknown said...

Don't forget the "fucking" ! Send me the link when you do, I'll come and add some more. :)

Cheryl D. said...

Yeah, those things can be annoying! My daughter does them too! But, there are kids on the spectrum who are not affectionate, and as you pointed out, totally nonverbal. So while it's annoying, it's still wonderful (as you pointed out)!

Hang in there!

LilPixi said...

I just fell over from the last two sentences. lol.
Hospital stays have sounded nice from time to time, eh.

The magnetic mommy.
I used to grab onto my mom's leg, so she'd be one of those moms dragging a kid around on her leg trying to walk.

Rebecca said...

I'm right there with you on this post. I just want quiet - doesn't even have to be "peace and quiet" lol

Tina@ www.theteethingmom.com said...

Wow, and I thought I had a rough day. You just made me feel like I'm still on vacation. I can hook you up with some Ativan. Will a case do?

Unknown said...

A round of Ativan on Tina!!

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