After Hours

During the daytime, my kids essentially have nothing to do with me. They can cook for themselves, do their own laundry and pretty much are here on their own.

Now, I always ask what I could make for them to eat, ask if they want to swim or play tennis…. always asking if they want to…. Sometimes they give me an audible reply, other times its under their breath or a glare… so, to each their own.

However, all that “mmm hmmm,” or “ughhh” are gone from their vernaculars somewhere between 11 pm and 5 am, and what I usually hear is…

Ma, can you get me water

Ma, I need Tylenol

Ma, my head hurts….

Ma, I can’t sleep

Ma, I had a bad dream

Now, I still have a spouse- often within 2 feet of me and he doesn’t seem to annoy the eff out of them as much as I, but still…. its “ma, ma, ma!”

So I was thinking, maybe we should congregate as a family during the night hours only- where at least I know they’ll want me for something.

About Lady in Red

mom of 3
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s