Being an adult sucks...............

When I was a child I remember so clearly thinking, when I'm an adult I'm going to do whatever I want, when I want and no one will be able to tell me what to do.  I'm going to stay up late.  I'm going to eat ice cream in bed.  I'm going to jump on the couch and walk around naked until someone calls the cops. I'm not going to clean anything or do anything anyone else wants me to do.

Here's how adulthood has actually worked out for me.  I have 5 drooling, peeing/pooping, leaking, mess making children who require nothing more or less than my everything.  I get up every morning and I go to work to put food on the table to which they respond, ewww I don't like this.  I put clothes on their backs and shoes on their feet to which they respond, ewww I don't like this.  I put a roof over their head, with heat in the winter and A/C in the summer to which they respond, ewww I don't like this. 

I can't walk around naked, cause the kids mind.  I can't eat ice cream in bed or stay up late because I have to go to work in the morning and my ass keeps getting bigger.  I don't jump on the couch because I know how much the damn thing cost and I don't want to replace it.  I clean things all the time but you can't tell because there are 5 kids, 2 cats, a husband and a dog who come around behind me and mess it up.  I spend all my time doing things that other people want me to do and very little if any time doing anything that I want to do or enjoy.

Being an adult sucks.  Sure I can make my own choices.  Sure I can decide not to clean or jump on the couch.  Sure I can decide to eat ice cream in bed or run around the house in my skivies but the truth of the matter is my mother had a point with her rules.  (Which for the record hurts deeply to acknowledge.)  Every choice that I make has a consequence that honestly most of the time isn't worth it.

As a parent I now understand that my mother wasn't being unreasonable.  She wasn't ripping her hair out or nashing her teeth for her own benefit.  It's because I as a child had driven her stark raving loopy.

I love my children.  With every fiber of my being I would protect them and love them.  But honestly, some days I want to tie them up and leave them in the garage while I take a long bubble bath and pass out after indulging in some chocolate fudge ice cream while dancing naked on the couch.

I'm just saying................