Monday, April 25, 2011

do you. . .

this is a brilliant little survey i found on a parenting website. i thought i'd take it. tell me if you think there's something wrong with me.

do you. . .
have trouble sleeping?
with a baby who is just catching on to 8-hours of sleep at night, a 2-year old who coughs all night long, and a 4-year old who thinks it's very adult-like of her to come to my side of the bed at 2 a.m. to tell me she lost her special blanket. . yes, i have trouble sleeping.
feel exhausted most of the time?
only when i sit down. i try not to do that.
have less of an appetite?
seeing as how i don't sit down much, granola bars, apples, and bananas make up my diet during the day. so yes. that would be less of an appetite.
worry about little things that never used to bother you?
like will miss poopy shorts poop in her underwear again today? yes. that never bothered me before i had kids.
wonder whether you'll ever have time to yourself again?
who has time to wonder about this? if i get to sit on the potty for more than 2 minutes, i win. double points if i'm by myself. triple points if the door is shut.
think your children would be better off without you?
well, now, i know this isn't true. since i hear 'mama!' approximately 85 times a day, i'm pretty sure they would shrivel up to nothingness without me.
worry your partner will get tired of you feeling this way?
my partner is just glad everyone is alive. maybe not well, but definitely alive.
snap at your partner and children frequently?
think other moms are better mothers than you are?
only if they're showered & have on mascara.
cry over small things?
like at the Publix commercials? yes.
no longer enjoy the things you used to enjoy?
you mean like reading a good book til 2 a.m., journaling, writing real letters to friends, running every day, watching girly movies? nope.
isolate yourself from your friends and neighbors?
well. . it's not on purpose.
fear leaving the house or being alone?
i only fear leaving the house because someone might actually recognize me in my grey sweat pants, gross t-shirt, & un-showered hair. as for being alone, i have no fear. none.
have anxiety attacks?
only when we run out of coffee or peanut butter.
have unexplained anger?
again, stupid question.
have difficulty concentrating?
what was that?
think something is wrong with you?
like having 3 kids in 3 1/2 years? yes, something is wrong with me.

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