Bad Mommy

I will admit, I have been a bad Mommy lately. My kids have been rotten and who is to blame? Mommy! What have they done you ask? The better question would be what haven't they done. Lets see here. There was the time that little princess colored all over her bed, the wall, her princess kitchen, and her closet door. Oh and then the next day all over her brother's sheets. Then there was the time the other day that she somehow found my fabric paint that was hidden in a box in the basement. Yea, she ruined an entire outfit with it.

Then there is the fact that she unwrapped about 14 bars of soap and put them into the bath tub. Unrolled and entire roll of toilet paper all over the bathroom floor, and used almost all the new liquid hand soap in one afternoon. Oh and painted the bathroom mirror with lotion. The bathroom is a very bad place for her to be.

There is also the fact that she got her brother's scissors and cut her own hair. She was pretty proud of that until she saw mommy flip out about it. She then put herself in a time out and cried how sorry she was.

We can also add to the list getting into the fridge and eating 6 things of string cheese in 20 minutes, hiding bread crumb in the entertainment center, filling all her princess dishes with water, and liquid candy spray.

Actually, when I say my kids are being bad, what I guess I really mean is little princess. She has been the one to do all these things. It has even been in the last 2 weeks.

Why do I blame this all on myself? Well, I am 8 months pregnant. My back hurts, my hips hurt, my tail bone hurts, my feet are swollen, and my sciatic nerve hurts. I have heart burn, and I have to pee every 20 minutes. Not to mention the fact that it has been about 2 weeks since the last time that I got more than 4 hours of sleep at night. I AM TIRED AND WORN OUT! All I even want to do is rest. Because of that, my kids are feeling left out and neglected. If I could just get my lazy butt off the couch then maybe she wouldn't be into everything. Honestly though, I am doing the best that I can. I really have been trying to keep this house under control. I think that we are all just going to have to adjust.

Even though I know that is all my fault I still called my mom to see what to do. I can't deal with myself as a 3 year old so I had to go to someone who actually did. (She is just like me, unfortunately.) Her advice was to get her an art isle. She obviously likes art! I think that my mom was trying to be funny, but she might be right.

I fear the bigger problem has yet to come. When the baby is here I am betting on her rebelling big time. How in the world do people do it?