Sometimes I wish I weren't the mom!!!

Do you ever wish you weren't the one responsible for your kids? Well that has been my week. We'll start with Tuesday. Braxton woke up super early and well I had had a late night so I really was wishing I didn't have to get up with him, but I'm the mom! So when Chloe woke up, I went to go get her out of her room. Well, she had decided to paint and explore with her poop. Poop is everywhere!! Where to start? Do I change her diaper first or clean the poop out of the carpet while I still can? Am I really the one responsible? Later in the day, Braxton comes upstairs and tells me Chloe stole his crackers and dumped them on the floor. So I go downstairs expecting to find about a small bowl of crackers on the floor, right? No, apparently the bowl of crackers I gave him was not enough, so he decided to get the entire bag. Crumbs and cheddar cheese dust everywhere. The picture does not do it justice. (Don't worry, the heater vent is also full!!) I come downstairs to find Braxton playing cannonball with all his toys, you guessed it, into the toilet! There is toilet water everywhere. When I'm about to clean it up, the doorbell rings. Just what I always wanted visitors when my bathroom is flooded! Well, Tuesday couldn't get much worse, right? Wrong. We all have had this terrible cough and cold. For Braxton that means throwing up all the time. (If you didn't know, Braxton has a very sensitive gag reflex.) So as I am making dinner, Braxton walks into the kitchen and pukes...everywhere. I'm covered, Braxton's covered, Ryan's covered! Good news, he's not done. Who knew a four year old could have so much puke in him when his is "sooo hungry"? So, yesterday I wake up and my cold and cough are worse. I feel like crap and do NOT want to be the mom. I just want to sleep all day. So last night we went out on a double date. It was so nice to get away from my kids. (Thanks Mom!!) If it weren't for the break, I would have killed them today! So last but definitely not least, is the best story of all!! This morning when Peyton woke up, I went downstairs to go make her a bottle. While I was there I got the other kids some drinks of Countrytime Pink Lemonade. And get them situated so I can come back upstairs to change baby P's diaper and feed her. Well partway through feeding Braxton starts yelling he needs my help. Annoyed that my 4 yr old can't do somethings without mommy or daddy holding his hand, I just keep feeding Peyton and ask him what he needs. He insists he needs me and can't do whatever it is on his own so I go downstairs..... I wanted to kill them. They have dumped the entire can (5 lbs worth) of pink lemonade everywhere. I didn't realize that powder could cling to the walls like it did. Nor do I ever think I'll be able to enter my kitchen and leave without someone helping to unstick me from the floor. Note: don't put anything on the counter tops, it'll probably never come off. They have broken my little "let it snow" jar. There is money down the sink (I hope I got it all out). The toaster is full of lemonade. So I hose them off in the sink and start the cleaning process and I very loudly ask them to leave the room..."NOW"! (I kept my cool long enough to get some pics for ya.) There are powdered footprints leading all the way up the stairs. It does not just end in my kitchen. Anyone else want to be their mom? I think by the time this day ends, they'll be wishing for a new mom!!! If you look hard enough, you can see my computer power cord in there!!!!!

Lemonade anyone????

Yes that is one of the footprints!!!

Please feel free to share any of your "I wish I weren't the mom" moments.