Well it’s Whiney Wednesday again and just when I thought I’d have nothing to whine about my kids proved me otherwise.  (Warning: This list may cause you to be concerned but do not worry, I really do love my children and know they are good kids. )

1. Even though I went out my way to make an extra special fun trip to the park with some friends, when the park time was over, I had to go to post office and mail something pretty important so I was dishing out all sorts of bribes in exchange for good behavior.  I guess they thought since their fun at the park was over, they didn’t have to be good.
2. I hate to admit this but I was embarrassed by my own children and their disobedience in front of the clerks, who I should still say were extremely patient and understanding.  
3. My biggest whine though is that even after a stern raised-voice discussion about the events and my angry feelings towards them and warning to listen and obey me the rest of the day and stay in their beds and go to sleep for a bit, my son still got out of his bed repeatedly and played and then bonked his sleeping sister on her nose and still smiled at me when I came in to check what was going on.

In case you’re wondering just how bad it really was:

The baby had blessedly fallen asleep in the car and so it looked like it would be a smooth in and out.  I asked the kids to stay quiet while I gathered everything together. Did they hear me? Yes. Did they listen? Nope. The 3 year old made a very loud singing noise and guess who woke up crying and scared? Yup; the previously peacefully sleeping baby.  Once inside, there was an automatic sliding door that my son kept playing by and I, and the clerks, repeatedly asked him to stay away lest he get stuck in the doors or pinch his fingers.  There were 2 chairs I asked him and the 6 year old to sit in until I was done.  It was a pretty easy request but could they sit there for just a few moments while I got my packages sent? Nope. I even wedged my son between my legs while holding the baby (who was crying) while I wrote out my address on the mailing form. Did he stay? Nope.  Then the 6 year old tried to help and held the baby for me. Suddenly the clerk asked-is it ok that your kids are outside? Uh, no. I almost cried and knew the clerks were wondering what type of a mother I was.  I wanted to explain to them that I love my children, this was pretty unusual behavior even for them, but their disregard to my authority most especially in public places and stores was driving me absolutely batty!!  Then I felt bad about how angry I got and then got angry because I should be allowed to feel angry with my kids every now and then right?

The other day we were shopping at a different store and I witnessed a mother griping at her children for similar offenses but she wasn’t all that nice about it and used some pretty nasty language. Today, I felt like that mother and I wanted to say some of the same things. I didn’t, at least not out loud. There were other things I felt like doing to my children that would have been gossiped about later on the evening news. But alas, I love them too darn much and I guess I just have to forgive them.  Grrr.

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Funny thing: as I was writing this an old acquaintance I haven’t talked to in about 4 years called randomly. Last time we spoke she was having a hard time conceiving and so it was so great to hear her 3 year old son calling to her in the background. As we talked she said that becoming a mother was the best thing to happen to her and it is the best thing in the whole world.  I agreed and added even when they drive us crazy.  She said she figures that’s just part of it and we just gotta love them anyway.

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