Nutty Mommy

Its been three years since I've wrote. My son is now 4 and can I say I'm nutter than I was before. I think I'm offically going to keep this blog up since the insanity of a preschooler is much worse than that of a baby. Oh I miss those baby diaper changing days, when he actually stayed located in one room.

Now that he can talk, walk, run, scream, yell, major melt downs, I think I'm actually loosing hair. I can see now offically where womens baldness comes from or the early grays, its not because its in the family genes its because WAAALAAAA children. The true number one factor.

Right now we're on the battle with the pacifier, now I have no issue with letting him choose when to loose it but its getting to the point that its like a alcoholic with liquior. He has a major melt down if he can't have it, starts screaming, changes moods, sometimes I wonder if a straight jacket will be needed.

Since he can't have his pacifier no longer because hello he chewed the last one up, its now been the screaming excuse of I GOTTA GO TO THE BATHROOM!!! So we have set a three times rule, you go three times and thats it for the night, because there is no way possible that after two millioseconds he has to go again so soon. I really dont like the concept of having to pull a four year old naked from the waist down from the loo, because after 5 go 10 minutes he hasn't produce any pee or poo. So there I am fighting with a toddler to get off the loo because he hasn't done anything all because he wants to stay up. So I have to trick him and tell him hes going to come into mommy and daddy's room, which of course I pick him up and off to his room we go.

All while I'm usually carrying him buttnaked upside down over my shoudler to his room, he's screaming, growling, or informing me that I'm going into time out or I'm a mean mommy. Yep thats me the mean mommy.

Took him out today because I really needed to get some items for crafting and we had already done some things I would like to do, next time we'll do what I want first and than he will get to do what he wants has a reward.

OMG while we were there, he was screaming and carrying on, and yes being one of those kids that you slyly look out of the corner at your eyes at and give that deep sigh. Or if your one of those other type of people you walk right up to me and inform me what a terror my child is. Or your silently thinking to yourself why can't this parent control their child. Let me inform you if I punish my child I get belittled, if I look cross eyes at my child I'm destroying his self esteem. What the hell they want us to do. Sorry Johnny Dear but your ipod is being taken away for the week. My child does not have a ipod, a wii, or anything like that. All he has is plan old toys, and soon a club house that daddy is building for him. I have a wii, I use it, and yes once in a while I will be nice and let him use it, but thats up to me NOT him.

No my childs punishment is coming home and having to clean or literally all his toys are taken away. He has to pick up, organize, and vaccum the room I pick for him to clean. Or the newest one is he has to do push ups or sit ups or both, even run in place sometimes. I even do it with him.

I dont know today was one of those days I just felt like melting into the floor or literally pulling out my hair. Or better yet go invisiable. But nope I had to take a screaming, yelling, temper tantrum child out the door. Did he get what he wanted, nope, did he have people staring at us, yep. Do I really care what they thought, nope, because I would most likely never ever see these people again. So I walked out with my head high, and my back as straight as possible.

Hi, I am the NuttyMommy. Today has been one of those that I bow down to the Demand Button on my TV remote. I don't believe in anyway that TV should be a sub for a parent but when your son has been clinging to your leg, destroying your garden, killed your husbands bean plant, and etc. I swear you give a toddler a second just 60 millisecond and things you never ever thought was impossible for them to kill, destroy, make into art, is so possible.

I took my son out, while I planted some flowers, and I gave him the watering bucket. HAHAHA, thank god it's warm outside, he poured it out on the ground, which was fine with me, no problem. Than he decided he was going to water the plants and there went two or three petunias. Of course his shoes are dirty and he wants back inside, so in he goes and there goes the vacuuming I did today. No problem, it can be cleaned, (praying to the ceiling.)

Than its diaper changing time. I don't know who thought that a 1 1/2 year isn't strong, because it's a sport to get that kid to lay down and keep down while getting his diaper changed. Sometimes I end up doing one leg over each arm, while my hands are doing the changing. He has just recently got what it means to have a diaper change, so when I say I need to change your diaper, its off he goes trying to get away from Mommy. AH!!!!

So, after doing some planting and he wanted back instead it was time for Martha Speak and Arthur. Yes, my son perfers those shows instead of Baby Einstein, TummyBubbles (oh I mean teleatubbies, however it's spelt.) So thank god I had 30 minutes of peace and no screams.

Well the hubby should be home soon, which means I get some mommy time.