So done

Have you ever felt just so beat down by the people that are suppose to be the closest to you yet they hurt you the worst? I'm there today. Been a long day. Didn't need the ending that came with the day. It's amazing that people still think to this day that when I say I have triplets they think it's a 'card' I play. As if I 'use' the triplets to get people to feel sorry for me or give me things.

I'll say this though. F*ck that. I don't play a card. I live my life. Triplets happen to be MY life. If that's something people still can't understand then sorry for them. Every move I make and every decision that's made revolves around my kids. From the moment I wake up until the moment I go to bed. It's about my girls. And if you think I'm looking for a pity party (as I was told) then you're wrong. I don't want your pity and I don't want your sympathy. Because I don't need it. The only thing I care about - are my girls. And if they're healthy and they're happy...then I'm happy.

Would you believe this is all because of the dog? I'm not even kidding.

When my dad was in the hospital - my mother actually told me that I was selfish and controlling. Maybe she's right. I just might be selfish and I just might controlling. But until the day comes when I don't have any responsibilities - I'm not changing. I have to be selfish (if we're defining selfish meaning that I don't want a dog and don't have as much time as other think I should have for them). And I'm not exactly sure what was meant by controlling but I have been accused of micromanaging my kids care. Ok. Well I can see where people would think that. I am very particular about what they eat, what they do when we're out in public, what they say and how they act. But again...until I'm no longer responsible for them - that's the way it's going to be.

My mother was allowed to parent her children the way she wanted to. My sister is allowed to parent her child the way she wants to. Aunts, uncles, friends and so on...all allowed to parent their children they way they'd like to. But for some reason - there's happens to be a double standard because everyone and their mother thinks that I should be different and do it THEIR way. LOL...welcome to my world. I've said it before - unless you've been a parent to triplets (or more) then don't bother trying to tell me how to be a parent.

I have been a miserable person to be around lately. That's no secret. But I also have to be a bitch to get thru every day. If I'm not - then I get taken advantage of. And lately...I've learned that if you're a bitch - people actually stop asking you for things. So there you have it. I'm a bitch so you won't ask me to do something.

Pete was busy tonight. I had to give the girls a bath. By myself. All 3 of them. I didn't bat an eye at having to conquer this feat. But it was a feat. And I did it. I don't want kudos or high fives for this. I just want people to know that bath time...took OVER AN HOUR. How long does it take you to give your children a bath and get them ready for bed?

Ugh...I'm just so done. I'm done with trying to get people to understand our life. That was the point of this blog wasn't it? So people could have an inside look at how we get through the day with triplets? Yet people don't get it. And it's not as simple as letting someone come in and take over for the day. Because you know...the only thing that will happen is that the girls will be fine and at the end of the day the person caring for them will say 'wow...you have it easy'.

Yup...we do have it easy. Because we're not in and out of the hospital with a sick kid. And we're not struggling to find a place to live. But we have our own struggles and I'm tired of being challenged about them. I'm not having a f*cking pity party.

Triplets are our LIFE. And it's a life I happen to enjoy right now.

I'm not taking the dog back...ever. I don't care where he goes or what happens to him. He's just a dog and he's not mine so I no longer have room for him in my thoughts or my house.