Thursday, March 26, 2015

Wicked Headaches and Wicked(er) Children

Been having headaches off and on since Monday. It goes from being no big deal to super painful, so bad you vomit, type headaches. I've been hit with the so-bad-you-vomit version twice and it lasted about 30 minutes to an hour each time, but otherwise it's just been tolerable pain. 
I haven't taken anything for it (except the first super bad time on Tuesday), and I know I'm under a lot of stress right now (between still getting stuff moved and put away and then the thing with the car...all the things with the car. And the kids arguing with me about every single thing), so I guess it could be stress related...I don't think it's blood pressure (except that time I lost my temper and was yelling and throwing toys away because after an hour of asking the kids they kept refusing to clean up) and I wouldn't call it a migraine (though I'm prone to those, or at least super bad headaches, between the poor vision so my eyes are always feeling strained and the stupid long hair that weighs my head down). 
Don't know what to do and I wish they'd stop, lol.
What I can't figure out is why the kids have decided to stop listening.  It's like they literally don't give 2 shits about anything I tell them to do anymore. I swear I am constantly telling them 'Clean that up!' 'Pick this up please!' Hubby says less asking, more telling. Less please and more spanking. I just don't want to have to keep spanking them constantly. It's so unfair to me and to them. I guess I need another method of punishment. I sent myself into a flying, yelling, screaming his audit trying to get them to clean the playroom the other night.  I was so worked up and angry that I eventually spiked my blood pressure and threw up. 
Shayla needs to get her head on straight, too. The other day she decided to knock on the door that we never hear, rarely use and don't answer, and then wander off to a neighbor's house (who we haven't met) to ask a person sitting in a car in front of the neighbors house where her mommy and daddy were.  I couldn't get to the door to meet the bus because I was on the toilet, but I figured that Shayla would be smart enough to check the door and see if it was unlocked (I had unlocked it before I went to the bathroom so she could let herself in) but it turns out that she didn't even try that door, didn't knock or ring the doorbell. I always wait at the door for the bus when it's time. I'm isually up and playing with Connor when it's time for the bus to come anyway, it's not like I was hiding from her or ignoring her.  I don't understand it. 
I wish I could get these kids to behave, to listen to me, to do as I ask. I'd like some semblance of peace and quiet at least half the time that they are both awake. 

At least I have one thing to be happy about.  2 pairs of 5 inch stilettos, shiny patent leather, one in hot pink and one in white.  Super expensive ordinarily ($60-80 I think it was), but I got it on clearance combined with coupons, for a whopping $17 each, from JC Penney. Hells yeah.

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