Panic Attack

Today has been one of those days.  One of those days when I think, "Why the hell did I have so many kids?".  One of THOSE days!

Sometimes I have those moments when I think I really should have listened to my gut and not done something.  For instance:  We are having a party at our house tomorrow.  It's a Christmas party for the High Council, the Stake Presidency and their spouses.  It's something I've been wanting to do for a few months now and we finally set a date and sent out the invites.  Before the invites were sent though I had a really big feeling that we should not have this party, I get stressed, and more stress right before the holidays is NO BUENO!  Chris assured me that it would be fine, and fun, and he would take a couple of days off to help me get things in order.  Forging right ahead we sent out invites.  Today was Chris first day off and we got up early and worked all day long and the house was looking great...til the kids came home!  Now it's almost 9pm and the living room is THRASHED!  Not to mention that K at about 6pm decided to clean her room, which was great except that she did not inform me that it was going to include a major rearrange that left her dresser and desk in the hall along with all their belongings and several things scattered in the boys room...PANIC ATTACK!  Now she's in her bed pouting about me being upset with her and how "unfair" it all is.

So K is mad at me and has her feelings hurt because I didn't praise her effort to redecorate their room, L was running around without pants getting into all of K and O's stuff strewn about, C was growling at CH and made him scream, and O was crying because K was not letting her have a say as to what the room would look like.  Oh, and I had the 3 neighbor kids over (I was sitting for them) and one wet his pants!  Why did I have so many kids???

Where's Chris when all this is going on this evening?  Poor guy is trying to have a High Council meeting via SKYPE in our room with all the screaming and commotion going on.

I know that tomorrow it will all get done, The party will be fun, and the food will be good, and CRAP I forgot to get a gift for the exchange!  Well it's too late now, looks like we are hitting Walmart tomorrow!

and I really do love my kiddos!

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