He Said, She Said: Am I Too Hard On The Kids?
I have so many thoughts on how this post could start. I do know though, that this is a long ass rant. Where exactly is the line between ‘let the kids be kids’ and destroy my damn house or car? Yesterday I had a bad day. I knew this so when hubby walked in I said “yo, I had a bad day today.” In hindsight, I am not sure if I mentioned that so he would keep conversation to a minimum or if it was a way to get attention from him. Either way, it turned out that he ended up yelling at me because the kids were crying.
Yesterday was hot. My level of aggravation goes up a notch when it’s hot. Every time it’s hot, the polar bear (my husband) asks me if I turned off the heat. Hot to him could be 50 degrees. Dude, you know we have an infant right? Anyhoo, I went on to explain to him that the heat wasn’t on and for the 50,oooth time, the heat only kicks on when the house falls below a certain temperature. At the same time, M’khai shouts downstairs “is the heat on” I yell back “no!” M’khai responds, “well why am I sweating then” Now that I’m writing this I could’ve given a few reasons why he was sweating. M’khai sweats at the sight of the sun. He also sleeps on a top bunk-heat rises. He also sleeps in flannel pajamas-go figure. All of these reasons could have been why M’khai was sweating. Instead of using one of those reasons, I jumped up from my dinner and went downstairs to cut the heat off. This is where it gets interesting.
When I went to the thermostat, I observed the family room; toys everywhere! Now right here, I’m thinking if the smart ass 7-year old never mentioned the heat again, I wouldn’t have seen this but I did so everybody needs to come clean it. I started yelling and throwing toys, the kids being kids were still playing and this made me more frustrated. Somewhere along the way Kayden ended up falling in a toy bin and started crying. I will say this, hearing al of this commotion downstairs when you just came home from work (hubby) isn’t the most pleasant thing to walk in to. What would I do if it were flipped? I would have gotten up, come downstairs and helped him yell at the kids. All the while reminding them that their mother likes to see the house clean. I don’t think anything is wrong with a clean house. I don’t want to be that house where you can’t tell kids live there but I also don’t think we should be that house that looks like the kids took over. Why am I being made out to be the bad parent?
Instead of it going the way I would’ve done it. Hubby yelled at me from upstairs. Something to the tune of “why don’t you take your miserable self to bed and leave them kids alone” WTFF? For real son? Me? Your wife? We are supposed to be on the same team playboy!!! All I could muster up was a lousy “leave me alone, you don’t clean downstairs.” He said something else but honestly, I can’t remember. I went to take a shower and when I was done, I grabbed my baby from him and went to Zen.
I didn’t talk to him again last night. The teen came to me and said “I’m not trying to get invloved but they are kids.” When he was done with that brilliant statement, I sent his ass to bed too. I spoke to the hubby today and his first issue is that whenever we have a disagreement, I’m quick to tell him what he doesn’t do. I don’t do that out of malice, I am simply stating the facts. You don’t clean downstairs-so why are you getting involved? You also don’t breastfeed so I don’t expect you to tell me how to or when to. Get it? If I wanted him to help with cleaning downstairs, I would say so but don’t chime in when you normally aren’t involved.
We made up and laughed about a few things but I’m still coming off as the mean parent. I like my house clean. Is that a crime? I also think kids should be able to play and clean up after themselves. Should company come over (I can honestly say this is rare but it’s the principle dammit!) I want my house to be clean. I think if I let the kids be kids, they will turn my house upside down. What do you think? I’m right aren’t I?
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