It was bound to come out eventually, I just thought it would take longer before I finally came clean for everyone to see.
I hate being a stay at home mom.
Ok, it's not THAT bad, but the only reason I don't work outside the home is because I hate that even more. This will never change. I will always periodically hate staying at home but the reasons will change often. Today's list includes these precious bits of my life.
1. Dirty band-aids. Gross, eh? Rick had an ingrown toenail and had it removed a while ago and I'm still reaping the nasty band-aid benefits. I've found them on the bathroom floor, in the family room, and my personal favorite...the kitchen table. So freaking disgusting.
2. Children who try to reason with me. Aren is king of reasoning and it drives me insane. Every Sunday it's the same routine. We wake him at 7:00 a.m. to get to church at 8:00 a.m. and he tries to get out of it by reasoning. I've heard everything from, "I already know about Jesus" to "We just went to church last week!". He's not the only one that can play this game. I tell him that noboday likes going to church but we do it anyway and as soon as he's been going as long as I have, he can stop. I plan on winning this one for a while.
3. Sippy cups. Need I say more? These things are the most blessed and the most annoying creations every made. Sure they help to minimize spills and stains but when you have a girl that won't stop moving you never know where you're going to find one of those things. Once finding one, I hate trying to decide if I should open it and see if the cup is salvagable, or just throw the whole thing away and spend another 10 bucks on the next potential science experiement.
4. Constant cleaning. My house is NEVER clean. There is always something to be done. I work all day long to get the house picked up and "ready" for Aren and Rick to come home only to have said people come home and drop their crap right in the middle of what I just cleaned. It's like they can't live in a clean house...they have this inate desire to have constant chaos.
Shall I go on? I could do this for days but I'll save everyone from having to pretend to be interested in my issues. For those of you who understand, thank you. And to those who are planning on using me as the bad example in your next Relief Society lesson, don't worry. Tomorrow I'll post a picture of my children and tell you how much I love them and how I wouldn't change a thing about my life and you can go on pretending that you really like staying at home...your secret's safe with me.