Ground Hog Day

Published October 4, 2018 by thefamilyof5

Do you remember when you child was 5? Or 6? Or even 7?

Do you remember how hard parenting was (and how you thought that was the worst bit and then they became teens)?

Do you remember all the ‘why?’ questions? Supervising tooth brushing, making sure they’d washed their faces before bed and their hands after visiting the bathroom, picking up the dirty washing from their bedroom floors and tripping over the toys left strewn about. Opening the toy cupboard and everything falling out, the toys that got ‘accidently broken’ and the ones that mysteriously appeared after school, or a play date (or visit to the shop). The endless pile of mini figures and plastic animals.

The talks about how the story from that weeks children’s TV programme wasn’t real and pigs couldn’t really wear boots and jump in puddles. Or the times you listened to them telling you how their best friend was mean because they played with someone else that day. When their understanding of the world was so limited. When they didn’t have the ability to tell you how they felt so they just chucked some toys about instead. When you had to read between the lines to spot the bad behaviour was because they were feeling unwell. Reminding them not to talk with their mouths full and to blow their hot food. Using sports bottles because cups got knocked over so much. Reminding them to sit in car safely and watching as they wave to the police man as he passed on the other side of the road. Having to supervise them around the fire or the cooker so they didn’t get burnt, having to remind them to stop look and listen when crossing the road and to pause at commas and stop at full stops when they read their books.

And then they had a birthday and a new year of new challenges and milestones arrived, but you knew it was ok, because it wouldn’t be forever.

Well it seems these have been stuck for 8 years. I don’t have to tie piggy tales any more (they’re almost taller than me) but I still have to remind them to brush their hair, tie their shoe laces, wash their hands, not to touch the hot oven, look before crossing the road etc etc I still have very young children, but they’re now in teen size bodies with all the other complexities that come with hormones and adolescence. It’s been like ground hog day, every day, for years.

I’m really exhausted.

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4 comments on “Ground Hog Day

  • Right there with you. I have taken to putting charts in rooms and bathrooms as reminders to not have to say the same darn thing over and over again. Oh and praising like its my job when they remember on their own.

  • Yes! I’m a broken record. The same thing. Day after week after month after year after year… I keep thinking that surely now, sure soon, surely something!!!! They’re definitely better than when younger but wow, there’s just wayyyyyyy too much stuff that they should “get” and know by now. It is truly exhausting. I wish I had better news. Thankfully my oldest seems to get things, but her siblings not so much. And I sometimes feel like giving up hope that they’ll ever clean things or themselves up well, that they’ll ever care about being successful in school a job or life, etc. I am not sure what the best way to proceed from here is because staying frustrated all the time sure isn’t a good option!

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