For Red's first birthday GG and Monkey picked out a gold fish as their present to him. Red named him "fishy" what else would you expect from a one year old? Well today fishy breathed his last breath. 2 years and 2 months later he is no longer apart of our family. I didn't expect to be so sad at this fish being gone, but I am. It doesn't help that all the kids are really upset, especially Red as this was his pet that he would feed and watch. We haven't decided how we are going to handle the disposal of him yet but I'm really not looking forward to it. We've never had a fish last this long before.
Just a side note this just makes today so much worse then it all ready was. I took the kids grocery shopping again today. I only did this because if we didn't then we wouldn't be able to eat lunch. It was a catch 22. They did ok for the most part but there was some harsh words from me if they didn't act right, which quickly made them straighten up. I don't like being that mom, but I feel like it is a vicious cycle. They don't listen or behave unless I am mean mom. This new schedule is proving to be a harder one for me. I really need to get into my grove with it. J has been great and letting me get out at least once a week for some girl/adult time. It is the unpredictable-ness of kids that is the hardest. Like the other day when Red while sitting on the potty pooping decided that he was going to put both his hands in his butt. I knew he was pooping and told him to tell me when he was done. Yet when he tells me he is done I am greeted with poopy hands. Oh how I scrubbed and scrubbed those hands and I just couldn't get that smell off of them. I don't think he will do that again, at least I can hope he learned a valuable lesson there. Tomorrow is a new day and a fresh start.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
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I am so sorry to hear about your fish.
When my sister and I grew up, we had a little tree in our front yard. Each time one our little pets died, they got a little burial under that tree. (I'm talking, fish, lizards and hermit crabs!)
When my parents moved from that house, I have to say I will miss not having that little tree that meant so much!
Also, I do have to say bravo on the fish living so long! Ours only made it a few months :)
Sorry to hear about Fishy. :( I hope your day tomorrow goes smoothly without too much "unpredictability." :)
Tonya,
I'm sorry to hear it's been a rough couple of days! Yes, tomorrow is a new day! I have felt those same feelings when disciplining my children. I'm sure you're doing a great job!
Let's get together soon!
Love,
Happi
Sorry about fishy, but as you know, I get it. I'm still mourning the loss of my Sami AND Charlie (rip 12/30/07 :-(...
On the other note, I totally get it. Sometimes I feel like all I do is yell at the kids, and I hate that. But they don't listen otherwise. Thank goodness that they both nap at the same time, or I'd get nothing done.
I've been working on staying non-emotional when I correct or discipline. I'm WORKING on it; it hasn't been easy. Parenting is so emotional and I tend to take it all personally! But, I find if I save the emotions for the non-conflict times I'm MUCH better off.
Of course, this week is the most emotional one of the month :(
So. I guess I'm saying, "I'm with you, Girl!"
Poor Fishy...
Call me if you're cleaning today! I'm trying desperately to get some toilets cleaned and need someone to keep talking to me to keep me focused.
I hope things get better for you. I had a fish that died when I was younger and it really was sad.
Sorry to hear about Fishy. That is a sad time, when he's been a part of your family for that long! That is long for a gold fish!
It's OK to get frustrated sometimes. They know you are SERIOUS!!! When I "talk" to my clan, they half listen, but if I get "MAD" they listen fully. You have to be strict in a large family I have learned. Someday's I wish it was easier, but those days are long gone and to far out in the future to look forward to!!! LOL Just live each day with a grain of salt and lick your battle wounds. I know pick my battles, and it makes some of them mad, cause they got introuble for the same thing someone else got off of doing, but you live and learn not only as a child that life isn't always fair, but as an adult too.
Find the humor in the poop thing... I did, Levi is potty trained now too, and I remember just last week that he did something just like that, but we had it all over the bath room because of his hands... LOL
The fish thing I know how the whole "death" feeling is I have to put 2 of the 3 dogs down and I have been putting it off since Jan this year. I am having a really hard time with it!!! they are 14 years old I keep praying they will go on their own.... it feels like murder
Oh man. I hate being "that" mom as well, but I think as "that" mom, WE all understand! My friend and I recently witnessed another mom at the pool, kind of letting her son have it, because he was endangering her daughter, and we both just chuckled and commented to each other, "been there!" Hugs to you...(even if they're two weeks late!)
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