Sometimes I Don't Want to Be Patient

I think we all want to report how much bliss we have with our kids, but sometimes I'm so out of bliss - really patience - that I just want to sit down and cry or throw my own tantrum.  Someone, please put me in time out.  OK, it's not that bad, but at moments it feels that way.  I don't know how to have three people ask me why about everything (like why we need coats, shoes, to eat, to go to the bathroom, or why we shouldn't swing brooms at sister's head), and still be a sane person at the end of the day.  Poor Jeremy comes home and it's all I can do to not snap out answers at everyone.  Then I feel so silly for even feeling this way because none of the things I'm dealing with all day are super significant in the long run.  But after wrestling with three girls to get them out in the car just to run to the post office, then have one of them get out of her seat, smile at me as she takes her coat off and grabs everything out of the console just to throw it around then looks at me like, "whatcha gonna do about it mom?" I tend to not be so patient.  I don't even want to be patient, then some one's upset because it is actually cold enough to need a coat even though she fought not to wear it, then someone cries because not all the neighbor's toys are out, someone else cries because their hat came off, some one's gloves got stickers from the bush on them, someone peed in their pants, someone is singing someones song (a serious offense to these little women), two can't share the same book, someone took someones hair clip, some one's coloring the couch, someone ran into the doorway, someone ran away with the bin of rolled oats and is eating it in the corner, someone needs me to help them reach the toilet paper, and, oh yeah, dinner needs to be done NOW.  

I'm pretty sure I'm not the only mom out there going crazy with all this.  Then it's like I hear the little angel/devil/parental advice voices going on as well.  Be more patient and loving, they just need your attention.  Don't give them attention!  They need to learn how to manage life on their own.  Don't miss these precious moments with them - just slow down and enjoy who they are right now.  Dang it - dinner's not ready and everyone is WAY cranky because they're hungry.  So many days it just feels like you can't win.  No matter which thing you try to do right.  And at the end of the day all I really want is to eat a Lindt dark chocolate truffle, sit in a nice hot bath, and read something.  OK, I feel a little better after venting all of that.  Life's really not so hard over all, but in moments I feel slightly like a lunatic.  Here's to another day, and I can say I've done a better job over the last two weeks of not yelling quite so often.  But sometimes I think I'll need to do a ton of volunteer/Mother Theresa type of work when they get older to make amends for all of the yelling and contention that's going on right now......

Those of you who never lose your tempers, don't condemn me too much.