A Mother’s Frustration!

Am I the only one blessed with children that inform you of things at the last minute?

My lovely daughter – the one still working on her project that is now due tomorrow – tells me last night at 9 PM, right before bedtime, that she needs to bring in paper cups and a half dozen bagels to school in the morning.  The lightbulb over her head went off when I reminded her that she had orchestra lessons before school.  The look on her face was priceless. 

OK – cups are easy.  We always have a stash of them around our house.  So my children realize to sign up for the "no problem" items such as napkins, plates and cups. The bagels are no big deal either.  I can't get them any earlier than that day, so at least I know from the night before what the plan must be.

I tell my children the plan.  My older son will wake up at 6:30, shower and take care of his chores.  My daughter will wake up at 7:00 and shower.  I will shower after her and will drive my son to school and stop at the bagel shop.  I will come home, slice the bagels, and then take my daughter to school.

I tell them that I am sick and tired of being their alarm clock – they need to set their own and it is up to them to wake up on time, or I will be a raging lunatic!

I wake up, hear my son in the shower – he is ahead of schedule! Good boy!  I do not hear my daughter.  I call out to her.  She groans.  I call again.  She moans.  I get in the shower and decide to switch it around. I get out of the shower, she is up.  She gets in the shower, and I take my son to school. OK – things are getting a bit out of tune but we will adjust.  Then the lightbulb over my head goes off!

I enter the house and ask my daughter if this is the LAST orchestra lesson of the year.  She says YES.  I realize I have no gift for her teacher.  I like to get an end of year present thanking the teachers for their time and dedication, especially if they are as sweet as this lady is.

OK, at this point I want to strangle my little beauty!  But, we will go with the flow. It is now about 8 AM and she needs to be there at 8:30.  Add a bit of a kink to the schedule. I watch 2 young children and get them on the bus for their mother, so that she can get to work on time.  She calls in the morning to confirm things, as I have not watched them in the past week and a half due to her daughter hurting her shoulder at the picnic.  We confim the time the handicap bus will come to pick her up at my front door.  I tell her I need to pick her children up since I will be running to get bagels, etc.  We hang up.

8:10 – my daughter is ready and we leave. I buy bagels at the shop down my road (convenient enough) and grab a cup of coffee as well.  I have a bread knife in my car to slice the bagels.  My daughter is writing out a THANK YOU card on the way.  {I keep a stash of all occasion cards on hand as well!}

8:15 – I pick up the 2 children. Good thing they are all ready and we go to the Cafe just around the corner. 

8:20 – pull into the parking lot of the cafe. I love this Cafe. I decide I will treat the teacher to a $10 gift certificate.  Glitch in the plan.  The smallest amount I can purchase is $20! My friend, the owner, is not there, so I cannot negotiate!  I only have the $10 bill in my hand, I slump my shoulders, tell him thanks anyway and leave. I am furious.  Why would they limit it to $20!  So many people want to get the bus drivers, teachers, etc a gift and since I started doing this others thought it was a good idea. But we only get $5-10 gifts. Is this greed on the owner's part? What were they thinking when they made this arrangement – cause they just lost a customer regarding gift certificates! I will still go on my own though!  But I am digressing…

8:25 – I run to Dunkin Donuts.  Ok – I don't want to get her a gift certificate there, but it is the only thing I can think of.  (I scream at my daughter for licking the envelope! I need to put the g.c. in it) She is now slumped over because I am about to run out of patience and she is getting the brunt of my frustration – (TV has now been taken away for a week!) GUESS WHAT – they don't carry gift certificates except during Christmas time! Are these people insane?!

I get in the car, now I am a raging lunatic! The poor children in the back seat.  That is all I have to say!

8:35 – I drop my daughter off at school – notice she is 5 minutes late. The driveway to the loop is coned off!  I scream some more about the stupidity of the administration for coning off the access to the front door.  I realize it is for buses only, but considering the buses won't be there for oh let's see another 40 minutes, I am enraged!  I kiss my daughter goodbye, she leaves with the bagels and her backpack and a look on her face that makes me feel two entirely different things.

8:40 – I pull up to my driveway, look down at the passenger side of the floor and see a plastic bag – the CUPS!  I scream some more – jerk the car in reverse and head back!

8:45 – the two kids run into the school to bring the cups to my daugher. They report back to me that she says, "THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!"

8:50 – I pull into my driveway for the 4th time that morning, and get out of the car to hear a message on the machine reminding me of the 10:30 meeting I have this morning.

I call the woman back for directions and ask if I can bring anything to the brunch we are having.  She says everything is under control except that she can use some cream for the coffee! I say no problem and hang up.

9:05 – I bring the children out to the bus stop and get them on the two separate buses that come at the exact same time! I introduce myself to the mini-bus driver and wave goodbye to both of them and head back into my house!

9:10 – I call my husband just to hear his voice – he seems to have no sympathy for my morning! He has had a hell of a night himself – house burned down, a hit and run, planning a trip to Massachusettes, a shooting, etc. Life of a detective!

9:30 – sit at my computer to ramble my way through my frustrations, sharing my experience for all to read!

I don't want sympathy, I just needed the therapy of getting this off my chest.  Now, I have to run to the store and pick up something for my daughter's teacher – perhaps I will get notecards, a candle or some bath gels.  I have no idea. 

9:55 – I am wrapping up this post and will head out the door to pick up half and half and go to my meeting.  Hope it doesn't take too long, because I will have to stop at another store to purchase a gift for Ms. K and get it to the school by the time my daughter has her private lesson at 1:30.

Wish me luck! (sigh!)

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8 Responses to “A Mother’s Frustration!”

  1. Dan Says:

    My dad always threatened to do to us what his drill instructors at Paris Island would do to them…Walk around the house banging a baton inside of a metal trash can, that’ll get em goin 😉

  2. way2much Says:

    Dan,
    I now have a vision of myself doing that. I have that type personality to go ahead with that plan, and then my kids would really know “mom has really gone over the edge this time!”
    Thanks for the idea!

  3. #6 Says:

    Boy oh boy! Sounds like the same crap in my house. Accept, I only have one twelve year old boy. It doesn’t matter though. It’s still all the SOS!

  4. way2much Says:

    Guess what I did this morning!
    I banged the pot right over my son’s head! The look on his face was pure confusion! He said, “God, mom, I was up! and “what the hell” etc. The loving mother I am said “shut up and get in the shower!”

  5. Dan Says:

    lol! That’s awesome. Wow, I truely am speechless 🙂

  6. way2much Says:

    Thanks Dan!
    And thank you for the tip! As soon as I read that, I knew I had to do it! Tonight I am getting them ready to retire into their own rooms. They were arguing this afternoon (sigh). My husband is out of town now and I need some down time myself. I am pretty sure when I wake up tomorrow and threaten then with the pots and pans, they will get up right away!
    We shall see!
    My brother thinks I am nuts!
    I don’t know why!

  7. #6 Says:

    Wait until his little sweeties are the same ages.
    MMMWWWOOOOHAHAHAHAHA!!!

  8. way2much Says:

    #6 that just sounds evil!
    But you are right! He will see soon enough how it is the SOS everywhere. You know what they say – misery loves company! Well not necessarily, but it does help to hear you are not alone!
    I think #7 just had flashbacks of how much of a lunatic I can be at times. He was feeling sorry for my kids that they saw a glimpse of her!! LOL


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