Momma Laid Down The Law Today…Meaning, New House Rules!



  So today I laid down some new rules. You may not agree with them, which is cool, this isn’t your house, it is mine and until you pay my bills or finance me, your opinion really doesn’t matter. Let me just say that first of all. So my child, who for years and years has been really good with cleaning up after herself and taking care of her books and toys and showing appreciation for her stuff, all of of sudden is the complete opposite. Her room is ALWAYS a mess. Her toys, she doesn’t take care of them nor does she show any appreciation for them. I get the whole “when they go to school their attitudes get bigger”situation, but the difference in my child is like day and night. I never in a million years imagined a little 7 year old kid could break me down and just make me cry my face off, but that is what happened today. I’m so over the back talking and everything else. Her new favorite line is “I dont have to listen to you” and I’m just like “News flash Honey, you have to listen to me until A) You can move out on your own or B) You pay my bills,so until that happens or you turn 18, you’re going to have to listen to me”




    I suppose it doesn’t help matters that she has received a large amount of toys between now and Christmas. Not even going to deny it, she is spoiled. However she just used to be spoiled, not a brat. Now she’s a spoiled brat lol. I think it has to do with the fact that from Christmas until now, she literally has received gifts every two days. From all the stuff she got at Christmas, which was ALOT, to all the stuff that came in the mail late, to money inside of cards and gift cards, she’s always getting something new. I go out every two days and buy my groceries fresh. Veggie and fruit wise, I prefer fresh over canned or frozen. So when I do a quick pick up, Shay always asks to come in. I say yes. Then she asks to spend her money. The rules are when she gets money, she can spend it on whatever she wants or needs. I don’t pick her stuff out for her. Then after the Christmas stuff got spent, her birthday comes along, which means another large assortment of toys, money and gifts cards. Well today I had a melt down. I don’t know if I was tired,frustrated, hormonal or what, but her attitude, the whole “I don’t have to listen to you” and the mess in her room and disregard for her toys, made me cry. 

  Here goes the new rules. She is no longer allowed food, drinks or treats in her room. After finding chips under her bed, juice boxes and chocolate in her bed and juice box straws along with wrappers on her floor, she lost that privilege.

  She must ask permission to take toys out and play with them. Where as before she could just help herself. Since she no longer likes to put her toys away, leaves her DSi games laying all around, broke arms and legs off her MH dolls, and lost a bunch of pieces to board games we can’t find, this is so that doesn’t happen again. She can take out a toy, play, put it back, and get a new one. No more floor, top bunk, bottom bunk, living room and kitchen full of toys. 

Anything that involves markers, paints or crayons must be used in the kitchen. Before I didn’t care. She could color where ever and whenever…UNTIL, she started leaving her markers laying around with no tops on, which she just recently started doing and falling asleep with markers in her bed and waking up multicolored and with multicolored bedding.

No toys allowed in the living room. That room is for everyone. Not her toys. No toys allowed in the kitchen unless its marker/paint/mess related like playdoh and stuff.

Once she starts to appreciate her belongings again and take care of her stuff, she will gain the opportunity to have treats and drinks in her room as well as being able to use multiple toys at a time. 

So with those rules, I hope her treatment of her things greatly improves. Wish me luck. xFingersCrossedx






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   Why is it you never truly appreciate your mother until you either are older and wiser or have kids of your own? When they say a mother’s work is never done,that is an understatement. It literally never ends. 90% of the time there’s no thank yous. I get the whole “as long as they’re happy and know they are loved thats all the thanks I need” stuff but sometimes, I want a frigging homemade,construction paper TY card, with stickers…Gees LOL and what starts this rant is the fact, I was sooooooooo unbelievably exhausted, I was literally nodding off, type of tired and not only did I throw a bday party with 13 children, 14 including my own AND also invited another little girl to join for cake and stuff cause she was just sitting there watching it all happen and I dont leave kids out,but the only request I made from my child today was, please make sure your room is clean. She told me it was. Well I dont know what the h*ll her definition of clean is LOL, but her room was no wheres near clean. It was also a long rainy, grey type of tiring day of course, which didnt help matters. So after all the energy of dealing with 15 children who are all hyped up and on a sugar high for a few hours I then come home to chaos. You know the song by Guns N Roses Welcome To The Jungle, I literally could hear that playing in my head as I walked into her bedroom. Monster High Dolls and Barbie Dolls EVERYWHERE!!! None of them had a stitch of clothing on. So for 45 minutes I found their clothes, shoes and whatever tiny ass little pieces that came with them, and got the plastic little hoochies back in their barely there clothing and all hooched up again LOL. I dont know about any of you, but I find dolls are getting uglier and being dressed more trashy every year. After that, I was down for a nice, hot relaxing bath…well I didnt look in the tub before hopping in and of course it wasnt so relaxing since there, yet again, was another stash of dolls I had missed, naked floating around my tub, poking me with hard plastic, doll hands and feet…. As for the rest of the mess, I will get it tomorrow. I am way too tired to be dealing with this right now. I will also post pictures of Shay’s party tomorrow. Nights like this, a nice construction paper card or even a hug would go along way….. this momma is pooped!! 

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