Monday, March 19, 2012

They Take and Take and Take

I am sure you have heard of "filling up your love bucket."  Well, mine is E.M.P.T.Y.  Truth's been empty for quite some time now.  As a wife and mother, I just feel like I don't have anything left to give and when I feel like that everyone suffers.  My husband tries...and does all he can....but he works 60 hours a week....he is probably feeling pretty empty, too.

But...the children.....oh, the children...they take and take and take and take.  A little "thank you" without any manipulation to get something they want would be SUPER!  I'm tired....tired of their stuff all over the house, tired of them looking at me like I have lost my mind when I ask for the 1400th time to take the trash out, tired of all of it.  Sick and tired.

I once tried to go on strike.  The joke was on me....because these boys do not care if the dishes are washed, their clothes are clean, there is pee all over the bathroom, the floor is vacuumed, the furniture is dusted.  It lasted months, because I'm pretty stubborn, but it was a waste of my time and just meant it was all a bigger mess when my strike ended.

Many times I have prayed that it goes back to them when they have kids, but who am I kidding?  Their wives will be the ones suffering.  They will get to go off to work every morning and avoid the mess and drama.

Sometimes I think that maybe I just wasted my time giving them chores.  It would be a lot easier to just do it all myself and never expect any help.  Teaching them how to do laundry and clean the bathroom is a lot of work...for me.  Even with my older two all of their chores have to be supervised.  It's just ridiculous.

It isn't just the cleaning and the chores.  When I get home from grocery shopping today...I will have to hear that I didn't get any food.  There will be great gnashing of teeth!  They don't like their clothes, we have the wrong tv, they want smart phones, we don't do anything fun, etc. 

At the end of the day...they want hugs, and to lay down and talk and fill them with encouragement.  I'm just too tired after telling people to do what they are supposed to do!  But as mom's...we don't have a choice.  It is ALL on us. 

When they don't turn out right...who gets blamed?  You guessed it....MOM.

Thursday, March 1, 2012


We got a dog!  I know, I have lost my mind.  I have always had this overwhelming guilt that I have a house full of boys and we have a cat.  Something about it just seems wrong.  We do not have a tough, killer cat (although we did have one long ago), we have a sweet, angelic, scaredy cat. 

In the past we have gotten a couple of dogs and several of them ran away.  A couple I tried REALLY hard to find....put signs out, notices on, checked the shelters.....but one I just kind of said "Thank you, God" and went with it.   We had the craziest, crack head dog a couple of years ago and we gave it to someone who lived on a farm.  Truthfully, we haven't done real well in the dog department.  We have had our cat as long as we've had Mason so we are not complete failures as pet owners.

This time I just kept looking on Craigs List and rescue websites.  I wanted a dog that was at least 3 years old and potty trained :)  Chris was super picky every time I showed him a dog.  I just wanted to make sure we got the right behavior and he wanted cuteness.  We have different ideas of what cuteness is.

I went to Bunco with a friend from church and the lady whose house we had it at she had a golden who was adorable.  He had a stuffed animal that he carried around in his mouth and he was adorable.  That made me want to work harder at finding one.

One day I was on Craig's List and I found her!  They said she was a Golden/Lab mix that was black, potty trianed, well behaved.  The owner was a single mother who was downsizing and had 2 dogs and was getting rid of one....the other she had for 11 years.  We drove way out to the middle of nowhere, Alabama to check her out.  She was sweet from the very beginning....and so we brought her home.  Her name had been Ebony but we didn't like that so the boys chose "Abby."  It is close enough that she answers to it.  She really is super sweet and does have manners!  The only problems we have had is when we crated her she freaked out and turned into Magnito from X-Men and demolished her bed and bent the bars on the crate.  So, now she has free reign at night....but has never made a mess.

The only con so far is that we feel like we can't go anywhere and have to worry about being gone forever and the shedding.   I could really do without more hair being everywhere.  My own head of hair sheds enough for all of us.

Here she is......

Just in case you're wondering.....the people in this home who swore they would take care of her and do ANYTHING to get a dog.....are not the people who take care of the dog.