Thursday, April 21, 2011

Mind If I Rant

It's been a long week. I need to rant a bit. If you are having a great day and don't want to listen to ranting go visit Maggie, she just had a beautiful baby girl.

Still here, thanks for being willing to read my ramblings.

In July the boys will of been with us for 3 years. That a few months longer than the amount of time that they spent in foster care. It is a long time. In my life a year no longer seems like a long time but in the life of a child it is an eternity. So if they have been forever ( or what feels like forever) why the hell can they not figure out that we will love them no matter and that the pushing and arguing and testing and creating chaos on purpose can stop anytime now.

Yesterday Calvin brought home a failed math test. He left huge portions of it blank not because he did not know the answers but simply because he was not interested in doing it.
Last night he cut things up and generally made a mess in the bathroom because rather than come upstairs with him while he was getting ready I dared to spend time talking to P who had just gotten home.
Fudge just about knocked a boiling pot of water off the stove the other day in his crazy attempt to get me to pay attention to him rather than to the dinner I was trying to make.
Fudge also can no longer remember how to set the table, clear the table, stack dishes, get dressed, chew with his mouth closed, feed the cat or bring his homework home.
Neither of them can remember that the kitchen is not a self serve take out bar and they need to ask before they help themselves to whatever it is that they feel like eating in that moment.
Calvin has decided that I can not go anywhere without him, if I do all hell breaks loose and his Father who is home with gets the brunt of the behaviour.

We could be done with this anytime now, yesterday would of been a good day to start, tomorrow is equally good.... what do you think my chances are.

stop laughing

I know it's not going to change anytime soon but a girl can dream can't she.

I am going to white chocolate mocha now because that will solve all my problems.

7 comments:

Diana said...

No laughing here. I'm SOOO right there with you. It will be 4 years in July for us and some things still haven't changed.

The dB family said...

Chocolate solves many problems ;o). I'm not sure I should have read your rant. I think I have to go find some chocolate of my own now. It might help with the panicky feel I'm having.

Blessings!
Deborah

mom2spiritedboy said...

I could have written this a few years back. I wish I could promise it will all go away soon. But I can't. I can promise it gets better - it really does. So much so that it wasn't until I read your post that I was reminded of how I couldn't even go out to run to the Tim's drive thru without getting texts from my hubby imploring me to come back. It does get better, just not nearly fast enough.

krlr said...

Well I JUST had some chocolate too, and it didn't help fix my husband's broken car one bit, so I don't know if I actually feel better, or if it's just the rush of sugar, but I'll take either at the moment. And you made me smile, so there's that. Cheers. Hope your chocolate works better than mine.

Natalie Servant said...

Enjoy the chocolate ;)

Christine said...

Big hugs.

Essie the Accidental Mommy said...

Oh geez I know what you mean. I just realized recently that very soon Genea will have been here 4 years. She was 4 when she came to us. I mean, I just thought we would be less, ummm, "issued" by now.