21 Ways my Kids Drive me Crazy

I have 3 kids. One is 4. One is 2. And one is 10 months. For those of you who have kids, you know that this is a recipe for disaster, drama, and complete and utter chaos. Like most parents, I hope I’m sure, there are a million things that worry me about the behaviors I witness coming from these little people. They’re the types of things that make me wonder how I’m messing up so badly, day in and day out. And while these questionable behaviors are absolutely balanced out by unexpected kindness, sisterly love, and overall happiness (which is what you see in the majority of my Instagram and Facebook photos), I’m here to share the truth.

Having three kids is HARD. I love them with all my heart, but they drive me insane. Sometimes I want to throw them out the window (which I’ve mentioned before). Sometimes I want to laugh at them. And sometimes all I want to do is cry until Travis gets home (and then have a large glass of wine while he takes them somewhere far, far away from me).

With three kids, you can have two perfect angels playing nicely together and then the third one is freaking out about some unexpectedly devastating mystery problem (which never gets solved, by the way).  Or you could have a chorus of cries ranging from baby shrieks to big kid tantrums which is definitely not music to the ears, trust me.

With all this in mind, I wanted to write a quick little list of some of the behaviors that make me wonder if someone should fire me from this full time, never ending, totally exhausting job of mine.  I’m also hoping other parents out there might feel my pain (not because I wish this pain upon you, but because I hope I’m not alone). 🙂

21 Ways my Kids Drive me Crazy

  1. They talk when I talk
  2. They talk even more the minute I pick up my phone to answer a call
  3. But when I hang up the phone and ask them a question, they become mute
  4. They never sit still
  5. They sit even less still at dinner time
  6. That’s because they claim they’re not hungry
  7. But then they become ravenous the second all the food has been put away
  8. They rarely say “excuse me” when two adults are talking and they’d like to interrupt
  9. But when they do, they yell “excuse me, excuse me, EXCUSE ME” until their faces turn blue (defeating the entire purpose of the phrase and making me wish I’d never taught it to them in the first place)
  10. “Thank You” is used less frequently than I’d like
  11. And when they DO say “thank you,” it feels forced (or it IS forced)
  12. Brushing teeth is just another form of torture
  13. They act like they’ve never done a bedtime routine before – and they act like that every. single. night.
  14. They wake up too early and then tell me how tired they are at 9:00am
  15. They yell
  16. They scream
  17. They cry
  18. They demand
  19. They whine
  20. They pout
  21. And they act like the world will end if they don’t get their milk NOW, if their Lego tower falls, if they’re given the wrong number of raspberries, if I picked out the wrong socks, if I put too much (or too little) toothpaste on their brushes, if I got the wrong person out of the tub first, if I didn’t put enough soap on their hands, and well, you get the picture…

The world is ending in my house too many times per day to count. I’m actually surprised it hasn’t imploded yet.

I swear I’m doing my best.

I’ll say it again – I love my kids. I wouldn’t trade my job for ANYTHING else in the world. But I’m not going to lie and say it’s always as wonderful or happy as it looks in pictures (but let’s be honest, who really wants to see pictures of crying kids or videos of tantrums?). 

We have 3 kids. Life is loud, it’s hectic, it’s stressful, and it’s extremely challenging. Figuring out ways to improve all the questionable behaviors I mentioned above takes patience, consistency, and teamwork. Thankfully, we’re committed to our kids and we know that these things do not mean we’re doing a bad job.  We also know that our kids are not the only ones who behave this way on occasion. It just means there’s always room for improvement and that our job as parents is incredibly important.

Nobody’s perfect.

We’re not, and we certainly shouldn’t expect our kids to be.

Plus, we’re the crazy ones who decided to have 3 kids in 4 years – we’re not allowed to complain…at least not too much. 😉

Until next time,

Ali (with my obligatory “happy, sweet children” photo)



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2 Responses

  1. #13!! Haha, so true…

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