Monday, July 21, 2008

Possible Stroke

I seriously think that a stroke is in my future. I make an effort to take the kids and my dog for a walk most mornings. This used to be a very peaceful way for me to leave the house without having to carry a person, pack a suitcase of gear or try to worry about how I was going to get my children out of whatever fun thing we went to do without a full blown tantrum.

Unfortunately, recently my walks have turned into my time to contemplate how high my blood pressure probably is due to the incessant amount of questions and comments and demands made by my two year old or the volume of the screams from my baby.

Aiden usually begins the walk pretty peacefully with a few seemingly innocent questions about his surroundings.

"What's that Mommy?"

"A street drain," I lovingly reply. I then follow this response with a clear, easy to understand explanation to my child about what a street drain is and how it helps us....since I am such a good Mom and I am always willing and happy to further my child's knowledge of the world.

"Mommy, I want some puffs."

"I don't have any puffs, please sit down." No problem, still walking and feeling good.

"Mommy, please give me some puffs." Aiden breaks into his high-pitched voice he uses when asked to be polite. It is pretty unpleasant to hear, resembling what I can imagine his imitation of a little girl's voice would be but I know he thinks this sound means he is being polite.

"I have already responded to your request for puffs. Please respect my answer. I do not have any puffs we can get some puffs when we get home." Feeling the beginnings of some anger, though feel I have thoroughly explained to Aiden that puffs aren't going to happen, surely there will be no further mention of them.

"Please give me some puffs Mommy. I need some puffs." Full whining now along with a few forced tears.

I suddenly feel so angry that I want to shake the entire stroller. I feel the beginnings of the tightening in my neck and shoulders, the racing of my heart, and pure anger adrenaline fueling all the responses running through my head. All the words in my head are toppling over one another as they often do when I am faced with this type of whining turned screaming.

All episodes of The Supernanny that I have ever watched are playing in my head now. The sound, calm, in control approach that I felt seemed so logical and mirror-like to my own type of parenting if I had been the Mom in any of those episodes completely escapes me and this is the best thing I can come up with...

"Aiden Kyle! If you do not sit in that seat right now you are never going to be able to have another puff again! I am going to go home and throw out all the puffs in our house. You will go to your room and sit in time out until lunch time and there will not be any puffs at lunch time. Sit, be quiet and do not talk about puffs again. Do you understand!?!?"

Serenity now, serenity now!

1 comment:

son cho said...

Lúc này ở trong một mảng núi rừng, có một đạo cấm chế được bày ra, ở bên trong sơn động có thanh âm hít thở hỗn loạn không ngừng truyền ra.

Sơn động rộng tới hơn bốn mươi thước, ở trong sơn động có một cái giường đá, trên đó có mấy nữ nhân đang trần truồng thác loạn cùng với một lão già.

- Mấy nghìn năm qua, Tử Dương ta chưa từng được gần nữ nhân, lần này thật sảng khoái.

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Trong cuộc mây mưa này, thần sắc của lão già kia biến đổi, hắn lập tức nói với nữ nhân trần truồng kia:

- Bảo bối, các ngươi chờ một chút, có mấy cường giả Đấu Thánh tới, ta phải đi thu thập.

Nói xong lão già này mặc một cái áo bào màu tím rồi rời khỏi sơn động, mang theo một dáng vẻ hùng hổ.

- Bên trong là người phương nào, mau ra đây tìm cái chết.