I’m considering having my ear canals filled with cement


I am so tired of the screaming.
My rear end touches a chair and, within five minutes, someone is screaming and/or crying. Either it’s a dispute over a toy, or someone wants something he/she can’t get to, or John-Zachary has hurt himself….again. That child cannot go through a day without injuring himself at least every 90 minutes or so. Is it that boys play harder than girls? Or are they just more sensitive at this age? Madalyn never hurt herself — or she never cried about it, if she did.
It’s official; they’ve won. They’ve worn me down over the past three months and now I’m allowing things I wouldn’t normally allow just to keep them quiet. School? It is needing to start….SOON.


About msmaryb

I'm a native Californian who lives in Oklahoma. I'm a full-time student, pursuing a Bachelors in Anthropology, following which I hope to attain a Masters in Archaeology. I have three kids, one husband, no pets, and a lot of friends - most of whom live inside my computer. I love to read, write, watch tv (shut up, we can't all be brain surgeons), shop, and travel. I'm trying to set foot in all 50 states before I die. I have 38, so far. I love the Beatles and Maroon 5, and if you think those two things are incongruous, well, they are. But that's me. When I love something, I love it 100%. I don't do anything halfway. I want to know everything there is to know, so I'm trying to cram as much into my brain as I can in the short amount of time I'm allotted in this dimension.

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