My greatest blessings call me Mom

My greatest blessings call me Mom

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Karma bites me in the butt


Have you all seen My name is Earl? I think that show is SO funny. I Love Jaime Pressly and Jason Lee but I also like the message about karma. Do a good deed and good things happen, do something bad and bad things happen.
OK, so karma has come back to bite me in the butt. Yes, it is true. I am not an innately bad person. I try very hard to be nice and kind. So, why the title?
I have friends who write blogs, facebook comments, and call me on the phone and discuss their children's many messes and destructive tendencies. I would listen to them and say things like, "that sucks", or "Oh my goodness", or "I am so sorry" but you know deep down I'm wondering "Where were you when your child was smearing poo all over the toy room wall?" "Why did you have a permanent marker out anywhere that a child could get to it?" and so on and so forth. Yes, my judgments may have been silent but they were there. And then I had Ammon...
This child is adorable and sweet and SUCH a MESS!!! He gets into everything! I am on him all the time. He has a room full of toys but would rather prowl around the house opening cabinets, pulling out cleaners, and spray them all over the place. Or he'll open cupboards and pull out 2 butter knives and use them as light sabers (he has toy light sabers on the floor of the toy room!) or as drum sticks, or as swords. And if he decides he is done eating or drinking he will just throw it all on the floor! Without warning and no matter how many times I make him clean up his mess! The other day I asked my husband "Whose demon spawn is this?" And then I went into the kitchen where my hubby had been fixing himself a glass of OJ. The cabinet door was opened from where he got his glass, the pitcher of OJ was left out on the counter, and the fridge door was opened. Seriously? Do you want to commit me to the insane asylym??? I am trying to mellow in my old age. The house is not nearly as clean with 4 boys as it was with 2 and that's OK! But I am also trying to teach my children responsibility and the value of work. Holy cow! If Ammon doesn't send me over the edge of a cliff, my husband will! Thank goodness for my OCD Zechariah who helps keep the place clean and in order and for my sensitive Gabriel who can't stand for me to be upset at him and therefore, won't make the mess in the first place. Ammon, on the other hand, could care less. He was put here on this earth to bring happiness to others and to be happy! He really does make me happy! And he sure is happy getting into my stuff! :)

3 comments:

Dana said...

It's easy to judge others until we have one of our own! I'm glad you are at peace with your God-given gift!

MissManda-Mae said...

Oh my dearest Bekah... it sounds like you have reached the crazy point i hit 3 yrs ago... My little carter is like ur ammon and jaxon is hot on his heels... I was telling the story about what they did on the wall with a crayon to a friend at church... to which she responded... "oh, we have designanted color time, i don't just leave those things out!" I DON'T LEAVE THEM OUT EITHER!!!haha He scales the desk, repels off my furniture... and the two ALWAYS throw and smash food or stuff their food in their cups of water on an hourly basis!! OH THE CRAZINESS OF BOYS! Hope it gets better soon, or you get a nice dose of prozak to help calm the nerves!!! My house is a zoo and i am always crazy!! SHEESH!

SARAH said...

It is painful reading your post b/c it reminds me of what I have been through since I gave birth the the first of my 4....