My Day (disclaimer: I try to be postive, but today was rough and I needed an outlet and here it is so if you don't want to read whining don't read this post)

Now, as stated above, I try to be positive on my blog because who likes a whiny person, and who wants to save bad memories right? Today has been rather rough, and Tyrell hasn't been home since 7:30 this morning. I need to get these thoughts out somewhere so this is my place today.
I didn't sleep last night, and to be quite honest I felt like there was a fire buring right next to me most of the night. Two fans on high and the air conditioner didn't even cool me down. Who knew that while your body adjusts to different hormone levels and dramatic changes you could expriences some menapausal symptoms? The doctor warned Tyrell that I may have some hot flashes and my mood may be a little off for a while, but I should go back to normal soon because they left one ovary which allows my body to get enough hormones. I thought maybe I lucked out and I wasn't going to have to deal with these things, but no such luck! I have also heard/read that insomnia is also a symptom. I am suppose I am suffereing from that as well because it has been rough the last two nights! So first thing this morning, lack of sleep, lack of hormones, or whatever caused me to be kinda grouchy and really tired so I started a movie for the kids and went to lay down in the other room. They were angels during that hour and half and I thought maybe I had this down for the day! For the most part the morning went extremely well other than my emotional ups and downs for no particular reason. I couldn't even get my make up on to go to work without shedding some tears this morning. My visiting teacher texted me about this point in my day to see how I was, and I hardly know her so I just said I was fine. She replied that she was bringing dinner by tonight, and that was a relief because I honestly had no idea what I was fixing. Somehow I pulled it together and went to work.
Then, my friend down the street stopped by after school for a visit, and that was nice until Koen threw a major tantrum (when he throws a tantrum it's like kicking and screaming at the top of his lungs, and throwing things). Her son and Koen are great buddies, but I don't think he'd ever seen Koen do this, and it was over him playing with Kai and not just Koen. I was so embarassed, and I really didn't know what to do because I have yet to figure out how to manage him or calm him down when it happens. The poor friend was upstairs watching in horror and crying. He looked scared to death, and his mom decided it was time to leave. As they are walking out the door Koen is howling at me how much he hates me because I told him he needed to go to his room and calm down, and that if he didn't stop yelling he'd have specific consequences. Once I heard that he had calmed down I headed up to chat with him about what had happened. I calmly asked him if he thought what he had done was ok. He answered that it wasn't and that he was really sorry and he'd apologize. I then asked him if he went to play with someone and they acted like that would he want to go back. He said no, but that it'd be ok because he'd apologize. I am not sure how to get him to see that sometimes our actions speak louder than our words and there are consequences. This is where being a parent is one of the hardest things I will ever do! I know these things because of experience, and I know that my parents probably wanted to beat their heads against a wall more than once when I was growing up. Heck, they probably still do on occasion because no matter how old we get our parents still have more experience and have learned more things along the way. If he would just listen and learn it would be so much easier, but most of us don't just listen to learn. There are somethings we just have to make mistakes to learn.
After talking with him I walked out of his room to peer into Kael's room and this is what I saw.

I had seen a crayon on my way up the stairs and picked it up so this very thing didn't happen. I guess it'd already had.  This picture is small in comparsion to the actual artwork (if you want to call it that).  The entire thing measured about 5 ft long and 2 ft. tall. I was literally at my whits end by this point, and just so frustrated! Why do they not listen?!!! I have been making Havyn and Kael clean up crayon off the walls for a month now, and they still have not learned. I hide the crayons, and somehow they still find them. This is the worst one by far! I immediately asked for some advice on how to quickly and easily get this off the wall on facebook. Luckily one of my friends had the best advice ever! She said to use goo gone, which for some odd reason I actually had on hand. In minutes it was gone. So easy! I don't think I will be without the stuff again. I have a feeling that most of the crayons will be thrown away tonight as well. Maybe when they are older they will understand better.

 

 

After we got that done and ate dinner Havyn started hitting so she got a time out, which she screamed through the entire 3 minutes she was sitting there, and then continued to scream after she got out and was told to tell Kael sorry. Kael said sorry to her and then she wouldn't apologize to him. She stood and just wailed at me so she got put in her bed (no I am not supposed to lift, but sometimes I have not choice). I couldn't keep her in there for long though, because I knew if I did she'd fall asleep and then not go to bed tonight (she wouldn't nap).

Then, as I am trying to clean up a little Kai all the sudden starts throwing a massive fit, and Kael is not far behind so I said that's it and put them all in the tub, and read their bedtime story through a screaming Kael, and put them to bed. Enough is enough and this poor momma is tired!

I LOVE my kids, but days like these sure make me glad that they will grow up someday!