This is how most of my days sound:
C: "Mommy?"
Me: "What?"
C: "Mommy?"
Me: "What?" Then I realize she isn't going to answer...she's just talking to hear herself speak.
C: "Mommy?"
Me: "Carmen?" This exchange goes on for another five minutes until I am answering her with my teeth clenched."
C: "Mommy?"
Me: "WHAT?!"
C: "I love you."
Great, I am such an asshole.
Isn't it funny how we wait 10 to 12 months for them to say that first Mama, then wish for the next 17 years that they would just shut up? It's so cute when they first say it. It used to fill my heart with love to hear my children call for me. Now that I am home with the toddler for 8 to 14 hours a day by myself, it is like fingernails on a chalk board. There are days I want to change my name. Days when she can hold a complete conversation with me where all she says is Mommy. No, seriously. She is really lucky that eating ones young is frowned upon.
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I do not have children, but I have two nieces who live with me. Sometimes I wish for them to take naps ten times a day, just so I don't have to listen to those voices. But every night, I go to bed wishing I would have paid a little more attention to what they had to say.
Cute but it can become tiring. I remember those days.
And still it seems, the moment I sit down (especially on the loo) there is that call "Muuuummmm".
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