Like all parents, I love my child with every fibre of my being. From the moment I first held her, and I knew it was me and her against the world I knew I loved her. When she is ill or hurting I would do anything to take her pain away. I cry for her when she is upset and I rejoice with her when she is happy. She can melt my heart with a hug and brighten my day with a smile. She gets more independent day by day but I love the fact she still loves to snuggle up with me for a cuddle. All this I expected, when I was pregnant with her, I knew that her love for me and mine for her would be unconditional and unending. What I did not expect is how she can drive me absolutely, teeth clenchingly, hair rippingly mental!
How can she to get dressed at ten to and still only have her socks on by 20 past?
How can she go and look for her crocs and declare that she has looked everywhere and can’t find them when they are under her nose in the wardrobe where they should be?
How can she start eating at the same time as me, and still not be finished by the time I have had dessert and the washing up has been done?
How can she be given a neat pile of ironing on her bed to be put away and somehow manage to make every item creased before it gets to her drawers?
How can she take 5 minutes to get from door to car when she was right on my heels when I left?
How can she be asked to lay the table and be stood there 10 minutes later with the table mats in her hand and nothing on the table?
How can she go for a shower and use every towel in the bathroom. There is nothing of her!
How can she sit down to do her homework that should take no more that 30 minutes and still be sat there an hour later only having written 3 lines?
I’ll tell you how, she moons, she is in her own K world doing her own K thing and once she is in there all hope is lost!
11 comments:
sounds pretty normal to me- as they get older, it gets worse (sorry)yet you would still crawl over broken glass for them.
motherhood !
men wouldnt do it !
That's funny, my four year old won't even attempt to dress himself yet, surely that's not right. However my two year old won't accept any help. I guess all kids are so different, so frustrating and they break your heart every day (in a good way!).
LOL - you are exactly describing my K!
That's kids for you, all the world over! Be serene and enjoy her sloppiness. It won't be for long and then we'll be left on own thinking back to their little "faults" with nostalgy! Ciao. Antonella
I've got one of those, too. Is it a girl thing?
Tawny, this is your best post yet! Make sure you send it to Susanna to put on Thames Valley - it's gorgeous!
Beautiful post Tawny. I just love the fine detail. Be reassured It's also a boy thing. We live one minute from our school, yet it takes us five minutes to walk there....even though they love it. It took 10 minutes in the snow last week, utterly gorgeous :-D x
Yes I have this problem in my household. Although last week having bought a new game for the Wii, and it came with strings. Next day, Miniminx was dressed by 7am, brought me tea in bed and heated her breakfast croissant in the oven and got her school stuff ready. She's 8. What a marvel! It lasted a day but I know she can do it when there's a big reward!
Oh, but this is a lovely, lovely post! Motherhood is one adventure after another. Mine just turned 14... ;-)
I have one child just like that and another quite the opposite. But they are both lovely!
Hilarious. Yes, I knew you understood when you made me burst out laughing with your comment, "I know the 'I could drop kick my child across the room' feeling very very well."
So funny. I have one in moon stage too. I don't know which is more frustrating.
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