Ruthy's Orange Rhino

Loving more, one day at a time

Day 3: Make that -2

on September 28, 2013

Really REALLY bad day today.

The morning started off with a painfully routine 6am wake up call from Will.  On a typical “get mommy up 14 times a night” night, this would have been the usual torture.  But last night was pretty good, from what I can remember.  I think Will may have woken up once, sat up, then went back to sleep – awesome.  So when he decided to make the rounds this morning, I didn’t think it was too terrible to let him go get daddy.

Unfortunately, Mike thought otherwise.  At some point in the night (probably actually in morning because sleeping from 11pm to 6am is a HORRIBLE night according to him), Hannah got up and went in with Mike and proceeded to kick him.  Of course, he put up with it instead of taking her back to her own bed as is his usual way (or not) of teaching the concept of personal space…but I digress.  He comes into Will’s room (where I sleep on intercept duty) and asks me to take Will and Hannah downstairs.  Great.  I’m awake anyway, so whatever.

A few minutes later, I hear Owen get up and go into Mike’s room and, as usual again, start his “Carry me downstairs routine”.  I, being the considerate and helpful wife, try to intercept Owen and bring him down quietly.  That’s when the battle ensued.  Owen only wants daddy to carry him and not me – like that’s anything new.  “Daddy’s sleeping, you can come downstairs with me” say I.  Not good enough – as usual.  I try to take him down anyway – now he’s screaming and crying and trying to run past me.  I take him out of the room and close the door.  He’s trying to push past.  I’m dragging him down the stairs.  He’s insisting that daddy CARRY him!  No, I say, You can walk down the stairs.  Blah blah blah…next thing you know, I’ve got him down in the basement, he’s in all out tantrum mode, and he’s trying to pee on the floor in his typical mode of revenge.  I lose it and yell at him.  Level 7.  I put him on the potty and he purposefully tries to pee on the floor.  I bend him forward on the potty until he finishes.  He’s still screaming so I take him back downstairs and he starts hitting me…here it comes folks, brace yourself…I grab his hand and smack it hard, yelling, “You are not allowed to HIT ME!!!”  Good job mommy…you FAIL!  Not only do you SUCK at controlling your temper, you are the biggest freaking hypocrite alive!  Way to go!  When he finally calms down enough to speak, he tells me he doesn’t like me, and that I’m not his friend.  No kidding!?!  I don’t even like me!!!

All by 7am!

And so the day went on.

Drop-off at school was the flower of my day – more about that another time.  But all else was weeds.

More hitting each other, more tantrums, more yelling….less love.  What a FAILURE!

All I can say is, “Glad that day is over!”


2 responses to “Day 3: Make that -2

  1. I just came here from Hands Free Mama’s blog…. I see that nothing has been written since this entry…. oh sister-in-orange-rhinoing-….please come back. I fail on a regular basis…. I get this… I also get having the greatest intentions in the world and loving your kids to pieces and wanting to stop the cycle of yelling….I get all of it. I hope you have not given up. I hope you’ve just been quiet on this blog and enjoying the flowers and getting through the weeds. Please know there are people out here reading. I am reading. And I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers. I am struggling too…. from one orange rhino mom to another….(oh and btw, I abandoned my blog months ago because life got too busy so maybe that is what happened here as well) 🙂

    • chestimer says:

      Sweet Esther, your comments are a gift to me! Thank you so much for letting me know that I’m not alone :). Life has, indeed been busy and I have put too many important things on the back burner…this blog is one of them. For the most part, I think I have been doing pretty good on the Orange Rhinoing front – not perfect, but good enough for today. I have discovered a great little tool that has been really helpful in controlling my yelling. It’s called, “1,2,3, Magic”. One of the big challenges of being a parent is handling discipline. For me, that’s when I tend to lose it easily. This little gem (picked up the book at the library for FREE, love it!) has really worked wonders for us. It helps to nip obnoxious behaviour in the bud, before I reach boiling point. Anyway, I’m hoping to get back to my writing and I am so grateful for your kind words. Blessings to you on your journey as well.

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