Today I hit the point where I thought my head would honestly explode if I heard one more person call "Mommy!!??!" in a high-pitched and whiny questioning tone of voice. And I'm practically deaf so I wear high-powered hearing aids. I really do take pity on moms with perfect (or in Linda's case, supersonic) hearing. Seriously, sometimes I think I would stab myself in the head to make all the voices go away.
With three children age five and under, there is a pretty steady stream of Constant Needs around here. If someone isn't hungry, thirsty, or needing to pee pee, they have either been injured, injured someone else, or made a mess. All of which require the assistance of the indentured servant otherwise known as Mommy. Three young children and one Mommy means that the aforementioned Mommy is busier than a one-legged man in an ass kicking contest.
Ironically enough, they also use this tone of voice when they want to show me something, play with me, or help me with
something. But I am so conditioned the Constant Needs that usually follow "Mommy!?!?" that increasingly I find myself barking, "WHAT!!?!?!" in response to every single call. Time to take a step back and get a grip, Mommy.
So in an effort to get them to address me in a different tone of voice, I sat the Bigs down and told them I would no longer be responding to "Mommy" in a whining tone of voice and they would have to find a different approach. They totally missed the point and have started calling me "Daddy" in a whining tone of voice.
Which is why lately I've found myself favoring the baby because, frankly, he is more quiet. And while he summons me with a scream, at least it's not a whine.
Today I hit the point where I thought my head would honestly explode if I heard one more person call "Mommy!!??!" in a high-pitched and whiny questioning tone of voice. And I'm practically deaf so I wear high-powered hearing aids. I really do take pity on moms with perfect (or in Linda's case, supersonic) hearing. Seriously, sometimes I think I would stab myself in the head to make all the voices go away.
With three children age five and under, there is a pretty steady stream of Constant Needs around here. If someone isn't hungry, thirsty, or needing to pee pee, they have either been injured, injured someone else, or made a mess. All of which require the assistance of the indentured servant otherwise known as Mommy. Three young children and one Mommy means that the aforementioned Mommy is busier than a one-legged man in an ass kicking contest.
Ironically enough, they also use this tone of voice when they want to show me something, play with me, or help me with something. But I am so conditioned the Constant Needs that usually follow "Mommy!?!?" that increasingly I find myself barking, "WHAT!!?!?!" in response to every single call. Time to take a step back and get a grip, Mommy.
So in an effort to get them to address me in a different tone of voice, I sat the Bigs down and told them I would no longer be responding to "Mommy" in a whining tone of voice and they would have to find a different approach. They totally missed the point and have started calling me "Daddy" in a whining tone of voice.
Which is why lately I've found myself favoring the baby because, frankly, he is more quiet. And while he summons me with a scream, at least it's not a whine.