What was that I said about “relatively drama free week?” Murphy’s Law: it exists. Two full days of rain in a row just aren’t very good for keeping away the cabin fever. At any point of the day one of the girls has been grumpy. They’ve been taking turns. But now we’re at the point in the day when they’re sniping at each other and tattling on each other and demanding punishments be made.
I’m a mom. I should have known that the peace wouldn’t last. We’re in a calm moment for now, but that’s an enforced, “Have fun or else!” edict. On days like this I become Shrew Mom. Pointing finger and consequences at the ready and all.
The thing is, it’s not just the bickering or the arguing or the tattling. It’s how LOUDLY they do it. It’s the wailing that goes on at the same time. WHINESE! WHOANING! But it’s so much worse when you can’t open the windows or else rain will come in and soak your wood floors. You can’t let the sound out. And because you have wood floors there isn’t a carpet to absorb any of the sound.
Unless you grew up with siblings this is the part of parenthood that sort of blindsides you. I wasn’t blindsided about the bickering and all that because I do have two brothers. What blindsided me was how annoying and frustrating it would be. Or how much I’d like to be able to put them in each other’s shoes for a day or two. Or even how relentless they can be to each other in spite of loving each other deeply. But then in a little while they’re back to playing together almost as if nothing had happened. No grudges.
Maybe it’s surprising to me because I grew up as the only girl. Having all girls is a new thing for me since I grew up with two brothers. The dynamic is so different. The fights are different, the complaints from the girls are different, how they relate is different, and then on top of it all one of them has special needs. I don’t know if it’s simple or complicated. ::sigh::
I know I’m not alone in this. I’m not even really complaining. At least it’s not nonstop every day? 😉