Sunday, February 26, 2006

"I Am Mother, Hear Me Roar!!!'

This was my war cry today. This house is about to be turned upside down and inside out. This is the time that all my boys fear. The time when I get a glossy glimmer in my eye, firm tone to my voice, and a fist towards the sky. This is when they hear the chants of, "I can't take it anymore", "I can't believe we live like this," and "Are you kidding me?" This is the time when my boys would rather be in school instead of homeschooled. The week that they beg Dad to take them to work with him. The week they would rather be outside in the dead winter cold, under a house, pulling wire then cleaning our little cottage that we call HOME!

The big moment of realization came to me when the house was quiet. Dennis and I were sitting on the couch holding the baby and watching another rerun of Star Trek( boooring). I thought how nice and peaceful it all was. I was going to go and check on the boys and give them one of my award winning smiles to let them know how much I appreciated the peace. You see this is when it all went wrong. I had been living in denial. I hadn't been in the playroom for a few days and I had disillusioned myself into thinking it was spotless. I went down the hall and I could hear them all laughing and talking about their Yu-Gi-Oh cards, so I pushed on the playroom door. I pushed but the door didn't open. I leaned some more, but it would barely budge. I asked who was sitting in front of the door. The reply was nobody. So I gave it a shove with all my might and the door slowly creeped open, and this is when my sight went black. It went black because the vision of this room was sooo bad that I almost passed out. I don't even know how they were all squeezed in there to be honest. There was so many toys, blankets, trash, shoes, socks, and every other thing that 5 boys could bring to a house that I about fainted. My eyes and speechlessness as I scanned the room must have said it all, because they all got up nervously and pretended to be concerned about the mess. I chuckled actually, well it may have sounded something like....moowaahhaahaa, because I was having an outerbody experience. I responded, with lots of pause for added effect, "Boys.......this room......is a disaster......and so go ahead and sit down and enjoy the filth.... because tomorrow...........WE are going on a cleaning binge!!!!! The room became deathly quiet as they glanced at each other with wide eyes. Why? Because '"Cleaning Binge Mommy" is Scccaaaaaaaaary, and they have lived to tell the tale before.

So Stay Tuned.

10 comments:

Trina said...
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momto3blessings said...

Hahaha, I can relate! I think i have experienced those out of body experiences with occasional blackouts! I will be praying for you tomorrow! LOL!

Mike said...

lol...good luck with that!!

Nicki said...

LOL! Too funny!

But, I can relate to that too. Even Hubby gets scared when I get the "Cleaning Binge Mommy" look.

steff81 said...

I had a cleaning binge mommy too, but there are still times that the disaster that I leave behind overwhelms and disgusts me. But I still hold to the fact that organized clutter is not the same as messy.

Kim's Life said...

LOLOLOL That is so funny. Doesnt matter what side of the world your are on. Children do the same. Im sure my children think I am their own little maid.lololol Love your site

MarylandMommy said...

How is the cleaning coming??????

Salena said...

My dh hates it when I go on a cleaning rampage. I love it! Good luck and keep us posted, pictures would be ideal. :)

Beth said...

Hope you had a productive day yesterday with all the cleaning and organizing. It is worth all the work to see the outcome!!

Heather Ivester said...

Oh this was too funny! This reminds me how I feel when I let things go for a few days -- it just gets out of control. My habit is to try to do it all myself instead of getting the kids to clean as they go. We have a lot of things to work on around here!