30 something weeks & over it

This is going to be a total bitch and complain post....

Kids...

Why am I the only person in the house who can do anything? what happened to chores? And why they hell when things arent done and chaos ensues, is it my fault, and my responsibility to fix. i.e. I take the trash out and set it on the deck for someone to take to take to the dumpster. No one does. Dog rips it open in the night. Jesse comes in this morning and says "Christy, dog ripped open trash".

First off, don't tell me, clean it up yourself. This is YOUR dog. I am, packing your lunch and making your breakfast, take the trash to the freakin dumpster.

I just said ok, and cleaned it up though...

Here is why.

It is easier than arguing. (Mom, i know your laughing you ass off right now)

I have fallen into the trap of this.

I do all the dishes, no help, because when they dont rinse them off completley and I say J's come rinse your cup, plate, fork, whatever, they say "it isnt mine"

When I say take out the trash, they say "I did it last time"

Maybe this is night 30 of insomnia, and back pain, so I am over it all, but I am frustrated because I also have a 2 year old disaster, a husband home all day who thinks the new recycle bin is the kitchen counter, a baby on the way, and school starting back up again.

And then there is laundry....

Yesterday, I washed the J's clothes, put them in the dryer, and then washed a load of my old baby blankets to put away for X. Fast forward 1 hour, I go back to fold the J's clothes, and to my horror there is a black pen in the dryer. The ONE time I dont check pockets. It is all over the clothes (luckily they were darks), and all over the dryer.

Jesses response: It only happened one time!

He scrubbed the dryer with comet, rinsed it out, and then I washed and dryed 2 loads of rags to try to get the comet out of the dryer. I am scared to use it, and the NEXT load I have to dry today? My BABY blankets....risky.

So todays plan is to hose off the deck to get rid of the coffee grounds, clean up the cat litter all over the floor from when Janee "cleaned" the litter box last night, and pick up the random chunks of cereal on the counter that no one put there, and silently stew...all the while, still trying to figure out some method of giving them chores and some responsibility.

And by the way, I AM aware that this will be repeating itself in 10 years with B and X.

I am positive that these are all things that every parent deals with and that, for some reason, this morning it is extra annoying to me, but there must be a productive solution.