I need some advice. I love kids. I'm all about kids. They are amazing. But I mostly like them outside of my home! In between breaks of working at a childrens theater, I realize I love working there so much because at the end of my shift, they all go home!!!!!!
I'm too damn nice. I let all my kids friends in. I feel it's safe, at least they're not running the streets. But, the eating, the drinking, the sleepovers. Enough! I had a lousy $20 to my name yesterday. Went to the store, bought 4 dozen eggs (buy one, get one free) 2 loaves of bread, a pack of cheese, some turkey slices, drinks and shampoo. (We haven't had any of that in days, weeks it seems - and I know you're all feeling me on this financial dilemma.)
I wake up this morning, one loaf of bread left, half a pack of cheese and 1 slice of turkey. This food has to last all week! The best part is, I have to drive one of them home to get him out of my house and I have no gas! Then my daughter finds a stray kitten (I'm such a sucker) and she brings him home with some sob story. We already have a cat and 2 dogs! I'm too easy. Help!
Summers are too long. They all need to be back in school - and even that doesn't cover enough. Well, thank goodness for OS - because at least when I'm on a break I can vent... and post.. and vent and post.....
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Take any one of those suggestions and you'll either see the kids flee like refugees or, better yet, become better people (I'm sure they are great kids because you are a super woman likely to attract the best...but if they are eating you out of house and home, its time for some learnin').
Reading this post and the comments, I feel myself getting a little scared. I'm afraid I'll be one of those mothers. I already have CMS (Compulsive Mother Syndrom) with my brothers, my nephews & neice, my cousins, even my friends. And I stress about making everyone happy, especially when people come over to our place.
I need to read The Tao of Pooh, again.
Sounds like you need to sit your kids down and have a good talk with them, tell them they can be eating all the food. Set some boundaries for now until things get better for you. The kitten, if they want it they buy the food and take care of it.
I remember times when my girls were still at home, my house was were all the kids hung out, everyone ate dinner at my house, and slept over. But when times were rough, I sat them down and talked to them, I kept nothing from my girls. So then when their friends came over next, they ate no food, and they respected the boundaries. Sometimes their friends would even bring the snacks over, and couple times they bought food for dinner and ask me to cook it for them. They all loved my cooking.smiles.
I am just saying talk to your kids and tell them what is going on, they will understand more than you think they might. Their friends will understand also.
Good luck.. HUGS
Mary, boundaries, for sure, are in order. It's always been one of my weaknesses... but I must stand strong! For my own sanity! I just love kids too much... I look at their faces, as shifty and sly as they can be, and I just die... laughing inside remembering how I was as a kid. Too much fun. Thanks for your kind words. xoxoxo
1. You enjoy doing what you do for the kids
2. You just need help with the food.
So, tell the kids to show up with some food! They are there for the experiences that they'll remember for the rest of their lives as much as they are there for the food.
And you will be one of those rare moms who, when pulled over 15 years from now, just might be pleasantly surprised to find out that it's one of those kids!
Any manipulative, mooching parents who think that you're running a free service will round their kids up and keep them home when they find their larders a bit low from the petty larceny.
I once had a neighbor who left for work and told her kids to go to my house to eat. She denied it when I asked. I had to call the state just to get her to keep her on kids.
Some people need a life....
Keep the kitten. Tell these kids how you feel. Sounds like the parents don't care.
Zuma, you are soooooo right. I often think of how I remember parents when I was growing up. The mean ones I don't remember much, but the ones who shared their love are a huge part of my memories. They are my examples.
Cruelwench, locusts for sure! Swarms! But I just can't ever see my son eating salad. LOL
Mission... you are just too funny. Parents denying it... too, too funny. The kitten has already been inducted to the household... and now everyone is starting to wake up! Here we go................
now when can I move in?