My i-Phone's Not a Punching Bag…Is It?

There are times with Mikey that, I’m kind of ashamed to admit, I pick fights with him.

The place is a freaking mess, one out of the three kids is crying (and maybe they are just taking turns, turning their “cry” button on and off as they will?). I’m exhausted, replete with a full night’s worth of a near-total lack of sleep, we’re out of coffee and my hackles rise. I turn to Mikey, my One True Darling, the man who 4 years ago could literally do NO WRONG, and I berate him for blinking the wrong way:

– why are you looking at me like that?

Like what?

– like THAT! What’s going on, anyway? Why do you have to say that?

Say what?

– say THAT! That I’m a miserable excuse for a mother and human being and I should dig a hole and crawl in already!

Meriah, I didn’t say that

– you did, too!

When did I say that?

– you said that when you looked at me just now and blinked like that!

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Yeah. The poor guy. It’s not easy being my husband, and it’s not easy being me sometimes either.

Either I’ll be flat out – OUT:

photo(19)Or I’ll be licking to pick a fight because the sum total of everything brings out the Irish prize fighter in me and makes me want to brawl.

The issues that the devastating tragedy at Sandy Hook brought up make me want to fight – the issues of gun control and mental health. My boxing gloves were already on over these, but then – after I spent something like 4 hours last night (while pumping, nursing, bottle feeding and burping) completely integrating instagram and my nearly 1,000 photos there to every other social  media outlet I have – Instagram announced that it can use all content on the site, royalty and rights free.

IS THIS FOR FREAKIN’ REAL?

image Is seems like it is.

Angry at this on top of everything, I find myself wandering the corriders of facebook, twitter, even pinterest for crying out loud!, daring someone to look at me and bat their eyelashes, just so I can pound out something that autocorrect and my impatience will invariably make me look stupid over.

Suffice to say. I’m forcing myself to stay off of social media until my breathers have an affect.

So tell me: is all this getting to you, too?

 

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Meriah Nichols is teacher and artist who lives in a yurt off the grid. She is deaf, has 3 kids (one with Down syndrome) and a lot of chickens. She writes about travel, disability, and getting dishes done. She likes her tea Earl Grey and hot.
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7 Comments

  • YES! Unplug, turn it off. Here’s my suggestion: Make a list for yourself each morning. With three small children in the house (not to mention the PPD and feeding issues you’re having) your list should be short and simple. Here’s my list for today:
    pay bills online
    straighten up kids’ playroom
    vacuum living room
    make cranberry apple bread for husband’s office

    With each task completed, physically cross it off the list. You will not have conquered all evil in the world, but at the end of the day you can feel proud of accomplishing a few small things in your personal world that needed doing and right now, with the challenges you’re facing, that is ENOUGH!
    Don’t let what happened in CT or the reactions to it on social media sites get in the way of what you are doing in your life. Right now you are taking care of you and three “littles.” Give yourself a much needed break from feeling like you need to “set the record straight.” People will believe what they want to believe.

  • Turn it off! Turn it all off!!
    Your priority is you and your family. The world is going to hell in a hand basket. We cant fix what’s out there, but we can make sure we are trying to maintain our equilibrium in here (*points at your head and your heart*). Our part to help the whole is to help the souls in our own homes, first.
    Trying to fix the world drives people crazy. Trying to find the serenity in your home is a teeny tiny bit easier, Love!

  • dude, after the shooting, I found myself thinking “to lose sleep because of my kids’ demands and to listen to them crying is a blessing!” I didn’t feel any better nor more coherent, but it’s the truth isn’t it

  • I also pick fights with my husband when I’m pissed about something completely different that doesn’t have to do with him… yeah, I’m a bad wife too!

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