Momma’s Putting Her Foot Down

I wasn’t even gonna post but I felt that a facebook status just couldn’t quite sum it up how I’m feeling right about now.  So just a bit ‘o background…we just got back from vacation.  I am broke.  Do you hear me???  I said I am broke.  Like leftover pizza for lunch broke.  So with that being said…


Aria didn’t buy anything for herself on vacation.  Yeah we went to the outlets in Myrtle Beach.  Yeah I bought Brianna something from Disney Store, and Daddy bought Jordan something from there too.  I hit up other stores…I didn’t buy anything.  The night before we left we went to the carnival on the boardwalk for the fireworks.  An armband for unlimited rides was $20 each.  So we got tickets instead…$25 here, $15 there…mommy didn’t get to ride anything.  Matter of fact, I haven’t been on a ride in years…I wanted to ride too.  I wanted to scream and throw a fit because I didn’t get to enjoy myself like that.  Sure I loved the fireworks that put our local fireworks display to shame.  And I loved watching the kids have fun too.  But it sure would have been nice for mommy to get on a ride or two…


We walked around the Disney Store for so long at the outlets…I kept trying to steer the kids to something that was 2 for $20 or something like that.  I found  things she said she wanted before but now she didn’t want them.  I told her I wouldn’t spend more than $20.  So she picked out the Merida doll…the girl from Brave.  Fine…$20 and you’re happy even tho you haven’t seen the movie.  That was exactly 6 days ago…


Here’s why I’m beyond uber pissed:

I put her clothes on for decency…

Here’s what she looks like in the package:

So this evening as I was trying to get ready to workout, I had to deal with a Jordan meltdown.  So while discussing his behavior in his room, I noticed Merida was on the floor.  Her pretty curls that I was promised would be kept up {not that I expected them too but damn it’s not even a full week!} are all matted up, she’s naked, I have no idea where any of her accessories are…I’d had all I could take.


I broke it down to Brianna and probably talked way too much…but it just hurt me so bad.  I told her about how my mom worked so hard to take care of me and my brother.  And it was just her and how as a kid I would get upset and cry and storm off to my room when I couldn’t get what I wanted.  But I had to understand, that she just didn’t have it to give me.  That she made sure my needs were met, and that my wants she would try the best she could.  I told her that she’s not getting anymore dolls from me until Christmas.  I told her that she has to show that she cares for her toys.  I said my mom didn’t like to buy me Barbie dolls and I knew that.  So when I got a Barbie doll I took really good care of it because they were my favorite.  But she doesn’t.


I told her how much it hurts me that I go to work everyday to a place I loathe and with my extra that I’m not buying mommy new things.  No, I do for her and it hurts to be asked every 5 minutes “Mommy can you get me this?  Mommy can I have that?  Mommy I want this…”  and then I come into the room and see chaos?  And that as as Mommy I want to make my babies happy.  And I want them to be able to pursue whatever their desire whether she wants to do gymnastics or ballet, etc and that it costs money for that and I will do that for her but for now…this toy mess and buy this and that…I’m putting my foot down.  This convo also went from toys, to her school uniforms and how she doesn’t take care of them and her shoes…her hair…and that unless she outgrows anything, what I buy at the beginning of the school year is what she has, and that’s it.  She knows what’s expected and the talking and the yelling and even popping isn’t cutting it.  It’s time to purge. **evil witch laugh**


Long story short…I had already been thinking of a way to sell items, I didn’t wanna go the ebay route and craigslist is creepy.  So I was thinking of doing a blog sale, or sell on fb and then ship…so I found a FB group for my local area that does like a community yard sale and for the past 45 minutes or so I’ve been going thru toys and clothes,etc getting all these items, many with tags still on or only worn once…let the selling begin my friends is all I have to say.  I’ve gotten rid of toys before, not too long ago at that; but this time I have to be drastic for her especially to understand.  Jordan has started to follow suit and I’m not a fan, so it’s time for some bud nipping.


This  post really could go on and on about all that I said, and all that I feel…I mean the level of disgust I feel right now…I feel like I’ve been slapped in the face.  Turning it into a glass of lemonade because my profits will go towards the moving fund!