Yes, that’s right. I am a 35 year old mother of two children aged 3 (nearly 4) and 5 (nearly 6), and I just threw a tantrum.
I am sick and tired of their unreasonable
We have the same fight every day. Clothes.
They only like to wear short tights (the ones that come up to just below their knees) and vest T-shirts – NO SLEEVES! Shoes – only flip-flops or sandals. Pyjamas – only nighties.
I decided a while ago to just let them be – it’s not necessary to argue every day. My regular blog readers will remember I have written about my struggles with them many times:
- Top 5 offensive things to say to my daughters, and the results;
- Reasons Why I’m A Bad Mom – Apparently;
- When Your Kids Hurt Your Feelings;
- Why I’m Glad We Left The UK
- So. Tired.
Thank goodness we live in Africa where it is warm more than it is cold, but there is no putting it off anymore, winter is coming.
I have been trying to mentally prepare them by gently explaining the seasons to them, and the fact that warm clothes are there to keep you warm and prevent you from getting sick; they are not there to irritate you to the point of complete and utter melt-down! No, wearing a jumper does not keep your feet warm.
We are two weeks into the new school term and right on time, one of them is sick! Thanks germs! It’s the youngest this time, although the eldest is complaining of a sore throat so maybe both by tomorrow … lucky me! Do you think I can get them to wear warm pyjamas, or warm clothes? I’m not asking for a full on thermal restrictive outfit! I’m asking for a pair of long tights (down to their ankles) and a long sleeve t-shirt with non-slip socks or slippers on!
She only wants to wear the stained vest she had on yesterday and the short tights with the holes in them! No shoes!
So I lost it!
With one fell sweep of my arm I cleared out her whole shelf of clothes onto the floor. I stomped to the kitchen, grabbed a dustbin bag and started filling it, leaving out only those few items she deems acceptable: a Barbie dress that’s too small, 2 pairs of stained short-tights that have holes in them, a vest T-shirt that is faded and stretched, and I think I left out one nightie and two pairs of flip-flops.
Once I got started I couldn’t stop. I did the same for my eldest. By the time I was done I had gotten rid of 90% of their shoes, jumpers, swimming costumes, … just about all of it!
No, I am not going to win any ‘mother of the year’ awards. I will gladly present that award to the person who can make/convince them to wear appropriate clothing for the next 5 months so long as I don’t have to fight with them. I am absolutely fed up!
Any takers? I’ll even throw in my house, car, and pets … you can have it all except for my wine stash – that’s for me! Anyone?
To top it off, I texted my husband to inform him that as soon as he gets home from wherever he is I will be leaving the house on my own, and not returning until I want to. I don’t even have anywhere to go, but I’ll be going.
Major Parenting Fail today, but I am defeated.
I am done.
Why didn’t anyone tell me it would be this hard.
Update: Daddy came home and everything was better … for now.