Sunday, February 12, 2006

Day Dream Believer

Today we went to an indoor playcentre, just my 3 kids and myself. I mean 3 kids and my-hopelessly-optimistic-but-never-learns-her-lesson-glutton-for-punishment-self. Yes, it was a 30min drive from home and I was all alone, but I thought it would be worth it, for them and for myself. You see, in my daydreams, I thought I could go to this place, usher my children into a quiet but fun and sparsely populated play area, and curl up in a leather wing chair with a coffee and a skeezy historical romance novel while casually watching them frolic out of the corner of my eye.

Yeah, and buff, tanned, yet sensitive men in togas would play harps while floating on gossamer wings around me...

The reality: My backpack with the romance novel (and all my dreams) is dropped at the front door as my children tear off into the playcentre in 3 different directions with their coats and boots still on, as I give chase and find one and then turn to catch the next one and the first one I caught is gone again, and who the heck knows where the third one is, oh here's a kid, wait, its not mine, oh shit, Nicky's stuck up there in the 2 story climber, better go get him, but the daughter is missing again, and here comes Joey, but he doesn't want to go in the climber, now where is climber kid anyways, don't like the looks of that guy, and phew, there's Natalie playing 'run from mommy' up and around the tricycles, catch her and drag her towards safety and there's Nicky with his hands in the aquarium, race to save the fish and he throws a fit and where's Natalie now, oh god, that guy is a pedophile for SURE and where's Joey, Nicky stop drinking the aquarium water, Natalie get back here, ha ha look at that kid standing on the airhockey table, oh no, Joey, get off the air hockey table this instant, take off one boot before Natalie gets away, chasing her with one boot and where's Nicky and Joey and someone's screeching please don't be my kid, yup it's my kid, soothe child, try to locate others, glare at creepy guy to let him know I'm on to him...

This went on for well over an hour until I packed up the screaming and fit-throwing children and dragged them and my poor abandoned backpack to the minivan. As bad as it was, I think the kids loved it. But today I learned that I try too hard, and that when you can't locate your children, every person is a wierdo. I think I'm gonna be spazzed out with stress for a few days. Pardon my twitching.

I think I need a vacation. If there are any rich millionaire types who don't know what to do with their money and pity an overworked, overachiever mom, I want to go here with my husband for a week. Umm, without the kids, I think.

If no millionaires are currently available to fund this cause, that's ok too. A girl can dream, and sometimes, that's enough.

5 Comments:

At 5:37 AM , Blogger Motherkitty said...

Mom, what were you thinking of? They should have called it "Out-of-Control Park" instead of being a playarea. Were you able to drive home safely after frazzling your nerves so badly? You are braver than I ever was with just two kids.

 
At 10:40 AM , Blogger Abandoned in Pasadena said...

I tried to tell everyone how difficult it was to take all 3 kids to a play ground...but now I have found someone who understands perfectly.

I had 3 kids, and the oldest was 2 yrs. old...ONE PERSON cannot handle 3, running in all directions...In fact you actually need 3 adults.
I wouldn't of traded them for anything though.

The castle in the Scottish Highlands does sound like a great romantic getaway, to calm those frazzled nerves of your's...Hope you find that millionnaire.

 
At 5:12 PM , Blogger Kimberly said...

the castle looks like the perfect place to put your feet up and relax.

good luck finding the millionaire!

 
At 5:19 PM , Blogger Magdalena said...

When I am a millionaire, I will book you a trip to the Scottish Highlands and rent you your very own castle, with staff and everything :) And you can stop laughing, because I will be a millionaire and you will have your trip!

Hugs!
Magda

 
At 3:40 PM , Blogger Alipurr said...

you are soooo brave!!! Congrats for making it home in one piece! Loved the running dialogue. That is exactly how it goes.

 

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