The nightmare that is 5 years old

The nightmare that is 5 years old...I miss the joys of having a toddler. Now I have a whiny, fussy, bitchy and pissy 5 year old. I can't be nice when I describe her right now. One minute she will be fine then all hell breaks lose and IT'S FREAKING MELTDOWN TIME. Don't get me wrong I love her and the little person she is turning into. But her moodiness can almost drive you to drink. She make her sister and I look calm during our period weeks... She doesn't eat a whole meal, she will graze, which would be alright if she didn't tell us 10 minutes after dinner she wants bread or dessert. Now there are some meals that she will eat, eat and eat more but the next time you make it you get the face. The OH MY GOD HOW COULD YOU FEED THIS TO ME FACE. My favorite thing I hear from her is "Can I just have a Lunchable?" I try not to blow my lid but I always think to myself child I slaved over the hot stove, the oven or the grill to make this meal!! NOW EAT IT. Getting dressed for the day is fun too. She will try to negotiate what she wants to wear. Some days I give in and let her stay in her pj's for days cause hell I'm in mine too. Means less laundry for me. But on the days she has school she wants stay in the outfit from yesterday or wear something that she wore earlier in the week. I will spare everyone the nightmare which is her taking a bath or shower. God forbid she gets her hair wet or water in her ear but if we are at the pool or playing in the water there is no problem.

Drowning

Lately I feel like I'm drowning. I have so much going on in my head. I really don't know if I'm coming or going. E doesn't ever want to stop she keeps going and going. If I'm not dealing with her I'm dealing with A. She thinks that I'm the worst mom in the world well if only she would look at the big picture or at my mom. Then there is K since he doesn't drive I'm the one driving him back and forth to work. Which wouldn't be an issue if he worked the day shift. I hardly ever get me time. Or even time with my husband. It gets old. To make things worse I feel like my medication doesn't seem to be working. I know it is but it seems like it's not. I'm stressed about everything. I hate driving now. I can't stand driving now. I hate going to Wal-Mart. I have get pissy when I take the dogs out too. I love animals but it seems like I'm drowning. No one really helps when it comes to my dog. I deal with K's dog every night he's at work and I get fussed at if I ask him to walk mine. It is beyond old. GRRR!!

All my life

All of my life I have dreamed of becoming a writer. I use to write poems, short stories, adult stories, and children's stories. I write what I feel. I write to whomever I feel like too. It all started when I was little. I always had an over active imagination so it was easy to write little stories for school or for family and friends. As I got older I thought I wanted to be a journalist but as I grew up I changed my mind. Since I've grown I've been writing stories that interest me. I have written a children's book that I am hoping I can get published if I get lucky. I know if I ever sent off some of my adult stories they would get published.