- I can begin paying my 11 year old to continue to live with me, a bargain at $5.00 a day.
- I can buy him a new scooter, more memory cards for his camera, a plethora of lithium batteries (also for camera) and pay him $2.50 a day.
- I can send him to live with my parents who will treat him so much better than we do.
Today, after much procrastination (on my part) Hubby and I finally told him that he was going to be a big brother again. There were tears and threats. A few tantrums were thrown. Lots of teen (and yes he is only 11, so WTH) angst was displayed...it was all very traumatic and exhausting.
The count for the weekend is stellar. I have one toddler with two broken bones. I have one 11 year old who claims that I am ruining his life, and one husband who claims that I am ruining both their lives. F*%king swell.
HA! Hahaha! Well, if you weren't going around sucking the man-juice out of your husband's used condoms and turkey-basting it up into your baby-grower, you *wouldn't* be single-handedly ruining their lives.
ReplyDeleteIs this the part where we get to throw rotten veg at your husband?
Here's my theory on siblings: Of COURSE it sucks to get a new sibling. The baby is annoying and upsetting and gives nothing in return. But each sibling is like a leg on a stool. They will provide balance and stability for each other as your family ages. Eventually we will die and our children will have to deal with our estates (heh) and there will be more of them to share that burden. What if some of our children never marry, or their marriage fails and they never have children? Their siblings offer some insurance against growing old alone.
I know you know this, but I want to affirm to you that each new baby you bring into your family is a gift -- and I don't mean "a gift from God" or "a gift for you," but a gift for the other siblings. They may not feel it now, but it is.
Oooh, how's this analogy: A new sibling is like getting a really nice suit for your high school graduation. At the time you're like, "Uh, thanks... I'd rather have cash...?" but once you graduate from college and you're broke and job hunting, you are really grateful you got that suit instead of cash.
I know, I'm a fantastic writer. You're welcome.
P.S. Because I know you like things that are cute, I gave you an award on my blog. You're welcome for that too.
ReplyDeleteP.S. #2 For reals, I am mad at your husband right now but he's probably just having an ill-timed baby-induced freak-out. I'm sure he's really a good guy and will soon go back to acting like one, probably in approx. 4 months. Maybe his mood will make you happy to have him working far far away!
OK, now I am fascinated, because I thought my oldest was the only one to freak out at how many siblings he has. You mean it's -- gasp -- NORMAL? Oh, I feel so much better.
ReplyDeleteI was *making* them clean up the other day and was frankly appalled at the state they had made of the living room and he said to me: "Why did you have 5 kids if you don't like messy rooms? If you had fewer kids, you'd have a clean house." He is so right. And he is such a pain in the arse.