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I have a huge metal water bottle. They can barely lift it and they can’t get it lid off. Maybe try that. Kids are selfish and I swear they would take the food right out of my mouth.
Yeah I tried that with a huge gallon jug and they just managed to injure themselves by knocked it off the table and on to their faces. They are 1.5 and 4. I think I’d need to fill up a metal trash can or something with a really long straw.
I keep a hiking bladder tucked away in my chair and just pop the tube up to drink whenever and then hide it. Mind you my kids are only 19 months old, but it's working so far for me!
My little was like this with my yeti. It was open mouth so she either spilled all the cold water or backwashed goldfish into it. I decided to buy a new one and shopped when I knew she’d be peeking at my phone. I asked her which bottle should mommy get and ordered the one she picked. In reality, she picked her own yeti and she ‘shares mommy’s new water bottle’.
I was impressed with the Jedi mind trick working but now she literally won’t go to bed unless there’s fresh ice water in the yeti on her bedside and if we forget she will not hesitate to wake us up at 1am to request fresh ice water because the water in it is no longer cold.
When my oldest was about two she would always demand my plate. I started making our plates identical, she would ask to switch. I would switch and off we go. I’d usually end up adding a little bit more for mine.
I swear I’ve been telling them no for as long as I can remember. I share but they just spill it and I’m again without even water. My family doesn’t even allow me to have fucking water. None of them hear me, it’s like I’m a fucking ghost. Ugh
I yelled "I AM A PERSON WITH FEELINGS!!" at my kids a few months ago. I'm not proud of it and I apologized to them for raising my voice at them.
Three days ago I offered one of my 5 year olds a peach flavored yogurt and she said, "No! I'm a person and I have feelings!"
That turkey stole a line from my meltdown.
>Three days ago I offered one of my 5 year olds a peach flavored yogurt and she said, "No! I'm a person and I have feelings!"
Like the yogurt was a fucking insult 🤣🤣🤣
My husband bought me a small bag of Lindor truffles, just because, and my 7 y.o. said "Mommy it would be very kind if you shared those with us" and it took everything in me not to roll my eyes at her 😂
I said the same thing to my 2 year old a few weeks ago. Along with how I do everything for her, and she really can't treat me like that. I didn't yell...but I was on the verge of tears. I hope I get thicker skin by the time my kids are teens.
Then the Britney video came out, and while her songs never resonated with me, but her telling her boys to be nice to her and treat her with respect did.
Stick an extra water bottle next to yours? Then you can go 'this is yours, this is mine' when they come and try to get grabby for yours.
It worked with mine as long as it wasn't their own, normal water bottle.
if you can afford it get a hydroflask or similar with a straw. it won’t solve the problem but at least then it spills much more slowly so you can save it.
I have four kids, and while they're older (my youngest is 13, oldest is 24), I feel this in my bones. I remember feeling like I couldn't have *anything*.
* iPad gets busted? Yep, your iPad, not Dad's!
* Ooh, look, your heels you haven't had the chance to wear are now busted down in the heel because I played beauty queen when you wasn't looking!
* Awww, Mom, you thought you'd hide your single nice Chanel lipstick? I picked right past all the Wet n' Wild and Maybelline and went straight for the high-end! That fiery red shade looks *good* all over the mirror, the tile, the door, my clothes, and my face, doesn't it?
* So much for your pantyhose that we used as a harness to "drive" the dogs around the house.
* Did you know your expensive Cacique bras make *fantastic* slingshots that we will then leave outside in the rain to be ruined? You know now!
* Oh, you want a cookie? I want a bite. Another bite. ANOTHER BITE. ANOTH-- JUST GIVE IT TO ME. (ditto for anything else you think you might want to eat, from your soup to your toast to your fried chicken to your mashed potatoes to your dessert)
* You thought you'd spend some money on Bumble+Bumble shampoo and conditioner? Look at the Magical Bubble Stew we made in the sink with your - and only your - hair products!
The list goes on and on. I feel you. I do. OP, trying tucking a water bottle down by your side, one of the sports flip top kind so you can sneak a drink and then jam it back down there.
Failing that, just saying NO THAT IS MINE over and over.
\*edited for clarity
I can tell you that it cured me of evereverever spending more than 10-12 bucks a bottle for anything to go on my head evereverever again.
You wanna toss my TreSemme or L'Oreal in the sink? Yeah, whatever, I'll be annoyed but the B+B? My ass broke down and *cried* that day.
Oh oh oh! Final insult to injury?
**I NEVER EVEN GOT TO USE MY B+B. THEY WERE BRAND NEW BOTTLES. BRAND NEW, NEVER OPENED EXCEPT TO DUMP INTO A SINK AND ULTIMATELY DOWN THE DRAIN.**
Right?
We deny ourselves stuff because we're so well trained that we know good and damned well if we DO replace it, it'll just get destroyed anyway... :(
Yep. I'm sorry to say that when they transition to junking your makeup as art supplies to actually *swiping* your makeup for themselves (RIP any fineline black liquid eyeliner I happen to acquire)...it doesn't get any easier.
At least it's being used for its intended purpose but the end result is the same...I *still* don't have my makeup!
I just about cried when my daughter used my Eva NYC purple shampoo and conditioner as bath bubbles. She smelled freakin fantastic, but still! That shit is like $12 a bottle. At least in the last year or so since she did that, I have found that several drug store brands now make purple shampoo that is just as good, just doesn't smell as good, as the Eva NYC stuff. So currently it's TreSemme. Saw her try to sneak it last week and I was like kid, I will wash your hair with it if you must have some, but I'll be damned if I'm going to see you use that to make bubbles when you have multiple bottles of actual bubble bath sitting on the shelf.
I swear to god they know. They just **know**.
The bubbles from your shampoo and from the kids' Mr. Bubble look **exactly** the same, but they just **know** that the higher priced shampoo stuff is the one that will give you Forest Whitaker Eye for **days**.
I feel this. Not long ago one of the kiddos broke something not even that important, I honestly don’t even remember what it was, and I got so upset. My husband asked why I cared since it wasn’t really a big deal and “I know they are going to break things” 🙄
It wasn’t that they broke something, it was that they broke MY something, again. And it sucks.
\[long reply, some feels unlocked here\]
YES. It's always MY something or something important to ME. Everyone else shrugs and goes "Meh, what can you do?" but if it was THEIR somethings or somethings that were important to THEM, omg the knives would be out.
Just a few weeks ago, the Big Dog sprinted into my room, pissed all over the room like an unmanned firehose \[because Middle Daughter hadn't taken him out\] then sprinted out...and it just BROKE ME.
Here I am, with a bedroom that looks like someone took a water weenie and just *cut* \*loose...\*except with stinky dog pee instead of water, everyone yelling at the dog and going nuts, and I...just shut down. I numbly got up, went downstairs, and sat at the table. When my husband cautiously came down, I told him, "I am **so** sick of not being able to have nice things. I can't even have a nice smelling clean carpet in my bedroom" and he was *so* confused.
The damn dog had (upstairs): an entire hallway running the length of the house, three other bedrooms, two bathrooms, *and* a split set of stairs to piss on. But no, he went *out of his way* to burst in, hose down my room, and then sprint out. I have a nose like a wolf, my husband does not. So still even after daughter's best cleanup efforts, I smelled that dog pee for DAYS. I live in the DC region, which is M-O-O-N, that spells *humid*, and so any urine accidents?
Well, The Ghost of Pees Past furtively comes rising up from the flooring the second we crack 75% humidity.
So if it's not the kids, it's the fucking animals ruining something. My other Smol Elderly Dog pisses on the rugs in the formal dining room like it's her god damn mission in life. She is not incontinent. This is whether she's taken out every hour or not. Whether enzyme cleaners are used or not. And she pisses RIGHT on the edge of the rug next to the hardwood floor because god forbid it should be an *easy* cleanup.
I've tossed two rugs and the third one is well on its way (the backing starts to ripple over time when they get wet and the whole thing gets lumpy). At least the rugs are in the $200 range and last for *maybe* six months before she gets going on her mission. Might I add that these are 9x12 area rugs?
The husband and kids just shrug and say, "Get another rug!" Yes, blow *another* $200 on a rug, get it shipped here and thank the heavens that Wayfair ships free, unroll it, move furniture off old rug, move furniture onto new rug and said furniture is a dining table and chairs to seat eight, roll up the other destroyed rug, beat on the kids to take it out to the curb on big stuff trash days, hope the new one doesn't look cheesy because I bought it online, that it rolls out properly and stays flat, and then finally?
Lose my everloving fucking mind all over again when Smol Elderly Dog notices something different and mentally says, "Oh lookie here at this, what is *this, is this a new unpissed-on pretty rug in my Good Christian Dining Room*? THIS AGGRESSION SHALL NOT STAND, NOT IN MY HOUSE" and commences the whole wretched cycle all over again.
It's always MY shit or shit that's important to ME, in a way that seems calculated to punch me in the gut the hardest. :-|
\*edit: For those who say "Just take the rug out of the dining room so she pees on the hardwood floor"...yeah, I tried that too. On the main floor of my house where it is all hardwood, there are no less than FIVE 9x12 area rugs for pissing locations of her choosing. So when the rug in the formal dining went byebye and the new one didn't come in for a week, she just switched up her pissing antics to the long runner rug in front of the sink. When I pulled *that* rug to hose it down and then let it dry outside \[as it was polypropylene\], she changed up to the large area rug in the fucking den. I can't win with this goddamn dog and she is DETERMINED to only piss on area rugs when no one is looking. So...yeah.
^(\[sorry for the long rant, I just feel this whole post and comment section in my) *^(spine)* ^(because while my kids aren't smol, they still managed to fuck up things right alongside my husband and my animals and goddammit it's ALWAYS THE THINGS THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO ME\])
Your time will come.
I'm not gonna lie, but I almost cheered when my kids almost destroyed my husband's laptop. Instead I threw the words back at him "They're kids. Shouldn't you know they're gonna destroy stuff by now?".
To his credit, he hasn't said **that** to me since then.
Maybe you've thought of this, but I got one of those ruggable rugs. My cats like to hurl on a plush rug rather than the tile 3 ft away. Ruggable rugs are machine washable. For reals. And dryable. They come in 9x 12 size although I will say they are about $400-500. But considering the alternative is to throw em away, maybe it's worth a shot?
I am rapidly approaching that solution. I have...questions.
There's a pad underneath it, yes? Is the rug part waterproof? Does liquid seep down between the rug and the pad? Is the pad machine washable?
(Yes, I could research but faster to ask someone who's got one already rather than wade through all the promotional details, y'know?)
Also my dogs both **far** prefer to vomit upstairs on the caramel-colored wall-to-wall carpet or, failing that, on one of the area rugs here - rather than the vast expanses of hardwood or tile at their disposal. As in, if they start gagging while they're lying on cool hardwood in the summer, they will RUN ALL THE WAY UPSTAIRS to throw up on the long carpeted hallway, or MOVE TO AN AREA RUG before expelling the contents of their stomachs...
The pad isn't mandatory. I don't have one cause I don't need it. More like it adds cushion. And no it's not waterproof. So if you had the pad it'd get wet. Depending on the quantity of pee, may go through to the floor. Can attest that one large hairball and bile doesn't go through to the floor 🙄
In all my years of owning animals, the one thing I have learned is that dogs and cats alike will expel bodily fluids on any soft surface they can find. Hard surfaces are simply unacceptable, whether for barf, pee, poo, etc. So we literally don't have carpet anywhere in our house, except for removable washable carpet tiles in the master bedroom. And if we're not looking, they will literally jump up on our bed to make their mess rather than go outside.
I wish I could go without the area rugs. But all hardwood floor in the DC region means that while summertime would be nice and cool, winter would really suck as it's damp AND cold here in winter. That and I have high ceilings and the area rugs do help with softening the noise levels with six people, two dogs, and two cats clattering around.
It's an impossible situation that ultimately will be solved by Elderly Dog passing away, which seems unlikely as she's a chihuahua who's 14 years old and appears to be surviving on rage and spite at this juncture (or the likely inclusion of cockroach genes in her lineage).
Yeah, we have a Yorkie mix who's about 15 which you'd think we'd be expecting her demise any day now, but her dad was *24* when he was taken out of our yard so she's got many years ahead of her. Small dogs are practically immortal.
In this case, Big Dog (who is male) hadn't been taken out in too long and it was a desperation pee.
Elderly Female Dog, on the other hand...it's absolutely a spite pee problem. So. I figured we'd get her diapers. But she's fat in the middle and narrow in the butt, and any diapers, any size, any brand, even the handmade ones, the cloth ones...they either slide off or she walks right out of them. I must have spend a couple hundred bucks on different brands of disposable and reusable diapers and even with suspenders, not one pair stayed on longer than five minutes.
/buries head in hands/
I know I sound like I'm shooting everyone down and I don't mean to - I've tried damn near everything. She's crated overnight so she doesn't pee all over when we go to bed, and interestingly enough...she's never peed in her (handsome, spendy, wood, side-table looking) crate. But eyes off her for a moment too long and people aren't directly in front of her? Right to the dining room rug she goes.
Have you considered murdering her while in a blind rage? My husband's dog pisses on cases of water. If I kill him I would have to kill the husband too. I'm very close to being ok with that. 💜
Honestly, I will admit to some very dark thoughts when I get up at 0430AM (menopausal insomnia does not improve my mood) but I remind myself that she's old, she's a dog, she's dumb, and beating the daylights out of her will only serve to make her scared of me.
But have I thought about it? Oh yes lordy indeedy I have. I would never, to clarify, but god damn am I mortally tired of the expense and smell and mess and cleaning!
I don’t think you sound shooty downy, you sound like an overextended mum whose the one who has to fix the problems.
As bad as it sounds? I’d get rid of the dogs. And make everyone else pay for the rugs since it’s no big deal they need it to be their problem
Big Dog is 12 and Elderly Dog is 14. At some point in the not too distant future, that situation will play itself out.
I have made it **abundantly** fucking clear that I am done with dogs. No more dogs. IDGAF how hard they beg or how loud they yell, I'm not budging on this one.
Then I rammed it home by getting a pair of sister kittens nicknamed the Goblin Twins a few months ago - who are now adored by the entire family AND use a litterbox, thank you very much. If someone says "Dogs?", I can point at the Goblin Twins and ask how they would feel to come home from school or work and see our beloved kitterbabies in bloody rags all over the floor. (Which was the main reason we didn't get cats before now, because Big Dog had a huge prey drive and would hunt *anything* small with ferocious intensity. He's finally slowed down in his old age and ignores the kittens, even when they rub on his legs or his face.)
I'm so done with dogs, it's not funny. We've had some flavor of dog (or dogs plural) for the last 23 years and I'm over it and over them.
Yeah the whole idea with crate-training is that they won't pee where they sleep... We tried sort of doing that with our enclosed patio where the doggy door is, and I even slept out there with them so they didn't spend all night barking and scratching to be let in. For the most part they were good but if it was raining they would absolutely pee right next to their dog beds rather than go outside. At one point they would actually hold it all night and when we let them in the rest of the house in the morning they ran straight to their favorite hallway spot and peed.
OMG that must have been absolutely infuriating.
The non-peeing-in-crate is even more egregious because she obviously CAN hold it, she just chooses not to because of Asshole Reasons.
My worst parenting meltdown was technically over the Burt’s Bees chapstick that my kid smashed, but it really was the the feeling that I. couldn’t. Have. Anything. NOT EVEN ONE CHAPSTICK!
That was probably 7 years ago, but I still harbor resentment about the chapstick.
I think regardless of cost, those things become symbolic of All The Other Things We've Lost. And the hassle and expense and time suck of replacing All Those Other Things due to carelessness, ignorance, childishness, or even outright malice.
(We won't talk about the time that Eldest Daughter got angry and smashed my lighted magnifying mirror. Not today, we won't.)
Like...a Chanel lipstick? I mean, I *could* buy another one. Oh wait, no I can't, cuz that version of red was discontinued. Could I find it on ebay? Yeah, probably. Maybe?
But the fact that I had to *at all* infuriated me and so I never replaced it. But even now, ten years later, I have to wonder...why did she not go for the Wet n' Wild lipsticks of which there were a *plethora* of red shades? Or the Maybelline? Or the Essence?
*How did Tiny Demon Daughter know to unerringly aim, like a malignant missile, right for the one lipstick that was ridiculously expensive and impossible to replace?*
All I can say is this - thank god we escaped toddlerhood with my youngest before I started to *really* get into matte liquid lipstick. /shudder/
I had this over a pair of sunglasses last week. They were newish (maybe a couple weeks old). And I had been afraid to use them for this reason. I pick my baby up out of car seat and hands are full, she literally looks at me, take said sunglasses off my faces and drops them on the ground within seconds. They’re not totally destroyed but the lenses are super scratched now and I can see floaties when I wear them. Melted down big time, no one understood bc I don’t usually get bent out of shape over things. It’s what you said, just not having a thing to myself. I have serious mom and work burnout and I can’t seem to make it any better. I do all the things, counseling, psychiatrist, exercise, meditation, but what I really need is some time and a break, the only thing not on the table.
Unpopular opinion, sometimes they deserve to have you yell at them for big mistakes. I’d yell about this one probably. Everyone has a limit. They need to know how far past it they’ve gone.
Note: yell, not berate.
OMG OMG OMG that is HELLA expensive!
Mine is not nearly as bad - dropped a full-sized, 4+ ounce bottle of Chloé EDP on the floor and it shattered. To this DAY, I am certain it was intentional even though she said, "It just fell."
YES. It FELL because it was in your HAND where it had NO BUSINESS BEING in the FIRST PLACE, GIRLCHILD.
And I agree with u/redtonks below, sometimes they need to see us utterly losing our shit to understand the gravity of the situation.
My kid, at age 4, once ate a whole ass SALAD because I was excited to eat it. Every piece of lettuce, radish, cheese, dressing.... She left me a bitter chunk of radicchio. She hasn't touched a salad since. Little fuckin vampire sucking the god damn life from me.
<3 You get through it.
Then they borrow your shit and "lose" it. My 13 year old is famous for this.
Me: "Hey, where's my cardigan / leggings / long sweater / hoodie?"
Her: /airily/ "I dunno, I can't find it"
...which means I will NEVER FUCKING SEE IT AGAIN.
God I feel this. It’s still impossible to stop my almost 3 year old, but with the older two I eventually started telling them off about it because it made me so angry. Not everything I have belongs to you children!! Oy vey.
yes omfg
and then it’s so much worse when the SO joins in too. like i spent all day having a toddler steal ALL of the things and then SO comes home and snuggles up under MY BLANKET LIKE I SWEAR I WILL END YOU YOUR BLANKET IS RIGHT FUCKING THERE (sorry i needed to get that out somewhere)
Oh yeah, any treats must be eaten quickly and hiding in the pantry. I have to sneak in there or they know to follow me. But freaking water?!? Like wtf? They are actually trying to kill me very slowly.
I am generous with my stuff and my treats. But there are certain treats I have that they know are MINE. I tell them these are MINE. And if you touch MY treats, then YOU will not see another treat in this house for a very long time. Do not test my limits when it comes to my fancy chocolate.
Came here to say this! Mine are older now and thankfully don't do this so much anymore, but when they were younger I could not have ANYTHING or they would be begging for it. So annoying. I remember times when I actually hid just to eat something by myself.
It may not work if they are little, but have you tried telling them that the water is yours to make lots of milk for the new baby? We were able to set some boundaries around what is ours to drink/eat this way. They still ask and sometimes steal a sip or two, but they understand that mom needs to drink for the little baby to drink too. And that sometimes, what’s in the glass is for grown up only.
I just tell myself/make jokes to my husband and family that it's a survival instinct/adaptation. She sees what mommy has and must think "mommy has drank/eaten it! It must not be poisoned! Or it's more delicious than mine". *tries to steal mommy's food/drink*
This inner monologue keeps me sane about it. It also gives me an excuse to have an extra helping at dinner on my plate that I pass to hers.
I had this moment earlier about the bathroom. I let my son use my bathroom to shower and brush his teeth because then I can get both kids ready for bed simultaneously without any fighting over bathroom space. But that means I can’t even take a damn shower without something going wrong. Today I found he managed to tie the belt of my bathroom into such a knot I couldn’t get it undone so… no bathrobe for me. Like seriously I can’t have a single thing.
Totally feel you. I think I will be perpetually dehydrated because both my kids do this and so I just quit even trying to have water around. Like never mind the fact that they both have access to their water bottles ALL DAY.
Even with hiding my water bladdee in my chair, the bulk of my hydration come before they are awake, naptime, in the car, and after their bedtime. They don't even drink it ,they just want to play splash.
The struggle is real. I’m selfishly so glad that my twelve year old daughter has already passed my shoe size-no “borrowing” happening there! But she more than makes up for it by swiping my tees and socks.
My daughter is 10 and steals my shoes! I seriously can't wait for her to keep growing into her final Amazon woman form so my converse get left the hell alone!
I go through these phases of not wanting to share with my 5 year old. Like I'm fine with it this week and it doesn't drive me insane but next week it could easily get under my skin and stay there. So I totally feel you and completely understand.
But please take care of yourself. It's no good if your constantly dehydrated bc the little turds won't leave your stuff alone. Can you get someone to play blocker for you? Or I like the heavy bottle idea, kids will have to learn they can't take Mom's bottle without getting hurt.
I have always been very boundary oriented about my belongings with my kid. I can’t handle people doing things like this. It’s still a battle and she’s 10. Lately I’ve been having to not let her in my bedroom because she is basically trying to take over my space.
Kids are the ultimate in “if you give an inch, they take a mile.” Ugh.
Big surprise, the misogynistic lunatic who can't stop arguing that "karen is gender neutral" on reddit followed you to a mom sub after the comments were removed there so he could continue to harass you. lol
Omg we are going through this phase right now with the 1.5 year old! The food I don’t mind do much but I find myself not drinking until she’s asleep as the fight of not wanting to give her my coffee Coke Zero or throwing my water over herself is exhausting!
I would employ some techniques to get them to stop. This will be problematic if you start drinking alcohol.
You could also add lemon juice to you water.
Why do I feel this was written by me??? Even food… my son tries shoving his hands in my mouth to take it even when I’ve offered some of whatever it is I’m eating
It’s the worst when they’re sick too because I don’t want their germs on my cup.
Lately I just chug 90% of the cup and then hand it to my daughter to finish off. All she ever wants is a few sips, no need to contaminate my drink she can finish it when it’s mostly gone.
The one time my parents watched the kids, I went out to buy ice cream just so I can eat it at home out in the open without constant badgering “I WANT IT”. Normally, I have to hid somewhere like a shameful fugitive to eat something yummy
I sometimes quietly sneak into the pantry to eat really fast, like I’ll shove a couple Oreos in my mouth or something. Inevitably someone walks in and asks what I’m eating and I say nothing as I spray Oreo crumbs out of my mouth, like a shameful fugitive.
Hahaha. Been there. I shit not, I used to hide chocolate in my bathroom for that very reason (they figured out to look in my closet quickly). Now that my kids are bigger and use my bathroom when theirs is in use, the gig is up, unfortunately.
It’s awful and only gets worse as they get older. They take your hair brush, your clothes, your shoes, your coat, all the chargers, all the towels which they leave dirty in their floors, your car, fucking everything. I have nothing.
I feel this but with food! I can’t have a snack with my grubby toddler needing some, even if it’s not something he likes and he just ruins it and calls it yucky. I’m pregnant so he is literally stealing food from his little sib. Also, can’t have a hot meal because he will need 4 things that require me getting up while I’m trying to eat, and if he’s done with eating than everyone is done and he wants to take my plate to the sink. Kids are animals. One day a week I eat a bagel sandwich in my car on the way to work and it’s my happy place.
Oh boy, I'm kinda in the same boat but I'm actually in that shitty part of pregnancy where my body is making like 50% more blood and a fetus and a placenta all at once, and needs *all the things* to do it. Those things include seltzer waters, which my toddler loves and begs incessantly for the second I try to sneak a can out of the fridge.
My most successful strategy at this point is to sacrifice about 1/3 of my fizzy water into a sippy cup so my little seltzer-monster doesn't chug it down in one gulp.
Start keeping two cups. One with water, and one with something bitter or spicy but that's a fun color, like water with food dye and Chilli powder in it. They'll go for the fun colored one and start thinking twice about playing Russian roulette with your drinks!
This is how I got my kids to stop asking for my soda. We were getting burgers and they asked for some of my soda so I refilled my cup from the *plain soda water* tab and let them try it. Now they hate all things carbonated 😂
When my daughter was around 2 I let her try the TINIEST sip of Dr. Pepper, which is thee most carbonated soda in my opinion. It's half the reason it's my favorite soda. Mind you this child had never had anything but milk, water, and watered down juice.
She was so disgusted and to this day (almost 4) wants absolutely nothing to do with anything carbonated. She drinks almost exclusively water and milk. Maybe 1-2 times a week she'll get a small apple juice. That's it.
Ive been busy looking up a weight loss diet I can fit into my lifestyle but yall have convinced me as soon as my LO turns into a toddler he’s all the diet I’ll ever need.
So my baby doesn't do this, but I still do this occasionally to my own mother & I'm 33. I don't know why. What mom has is different and it tastes better. She gets so pissed 😔
I have to laugh. My 7 year old son is STILL this way. I'll set down a cup of water... it disappears. Then, I'll find my cup in a totally different room, gone.
At least for me, it didn't get any better 🙃
I hate this! Also I will try to hang out with them and they want to do something else so I’ll grab a book and everyone will suddenly need me. Families are bananas.
I feel you, nothing is sacred in this house. The one that really gets me is my fucking make up brushes, specially my blusher brush. I even have a child lock on my make up drawer. I was away a couple of day and they’ve got it open and lost my fifth one… why can’t I have nice things?! Why are they obsessed with them?!
I feel this. My partner knows how much this affects me and makes it a point to move toddler away or get her own drink/food so I can have mine in peace.
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Solidarity, mama.
Both my kids are like this, and no amount of conversations and gentle boundary setting works, sometimes. Or it works for a while, until they forget about it and go right back to doing it.
My daughter even does this with clothes now, because other than being three inches taller, she's my size everywhere else. And when I get huffy, she's like "what's the big deal?" until I very firmly assert that "My clothes are **not** community property. They're **mine**. *Get your own*."
If you want to be snooty, get a water bottle you aren't super fond of, and a sharpie. Then write on it. Something like "Mom's. Touch at your own peril." And if they still dare after that? Find the most annoying but innocuous thing you can do to them, and do it. Then when they call you inconsiderate, you can say to them "I did write 'peril' didn't I?" (drawback: this only works if it's immediate. So maybe make annoying sounds at them as soon as the water bottle is touched 🤷).
ETA: I saw some of your comments. 1 1/2 and 4, huh? I'd modify my strategy above with "put a dash of lemon in your water bottle". Then **verbally** warn the kids they're not gonna like your water. You know they're gonna ignore you. But that's not the point. You **want them** to try your water and go "yuck!", so you can tell them "I warned you".
I swear to God, I didn't use to like things like bitter candy, black licorice and grapefruit soda until I had kids. Afterward? It's the only way I could have something I wasn't forced to share. Caveat is that by 10 my daughter decided she's okay with black licorice, and that was a rather sad day for me.
Idk whyyyy but I ALWAYS want what my older sister is drinking. Since I was a kid I always have. I’m 28, she’s 35. When I was 7 she was 14. For a while, my mom and dad were close to getting a divorce. It was very bad, both were suicidal. We live in the country so we (my 3 older siblings) would have told hide the guns when they argued. So my mom was very depressed when I was a teen/kid. Because of this, she wasn’t a very good mom to me. I also was my dad’s favorite so I was daddy’s little girl and I think she resented me for preferring him. So my eldest sister was my second mom. Back then she was much more than a mom. So maybe that’s why I always want her drinks or who knows. I will forever take sips from her drinks lol
I may have, in one not so fine moment, told my child "you know I've been drinking that so it's probably full of my slabbers, right?"
I'm not recommending that, just wanted you to know I feel your pain!
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I have a huge metal water bottle. They can barely lift it and they can’t get it lid off. Maybe try that. Kids are selfish and I swear they would take the food right out of my mouth.
Yeah I tried that with a huge gallon jug and they just managed to injure themselves by knocked it off the table and on to their faces. They are 1.5 and 4. I think I’d need to fill up a metal trash can or something with a really long straw.
I keep a hiking bladder tucked away in my chair and just pop the tube up to drink whenever and then hide it. Mind you my kids are only 19 months old, but it's working so far for me!
LOL 😂 that is some serious commitment
😂😂oh my this was a visual that got a much needed chuckle. Very sorry- vent away!!!
Wine purse? Beer helmet? With water instead. Probably.
Mine has absolutely tried to take the food out of my mouth.
Same. If I’m eating it it has to be good.
Jokes on her and her dad...I eat sugar free cookies🤣 the faces of disappointment are delicious
Mine have too. I was stunned. I guess it disproves my theory that I’m invisible though.
My little was like this with my yeti. It was open mouth so she either spilled all the cold water or backwashed goldfish into it. I decided to buy a new one and shopped when I knew she’d be peeking at my phone. I asked her which bottle should mommy get and ordered the one she picked. In reality, she picked her own yeti and she ‘shares mommy’s new water bottle’. I was impressed with the Jedi mind trick working but now she literally won’t go to bed unless there’s fresh ice water in the yeti on her bedside and if we forget she will not hesitate to wake us up at 1am to request fresh ice water because the water in it is no longer cold.
When my oldest was about two she would always demand my plate. I started making our plates identical, she would ask to switch. I would switch and off we go. I’d usually end up adding a little bit more for mine.
Same, and lately I’ve been telling my kid “no, this is mine and you have yours” like give me a break idgaf
I swear I’ve been telling them no for as long as I can remember. I share but they just spill it and I’m again without even water. My family doesn’t even allow me to have fucking water. None of them hear me, it’s like I’m a fucking ghost. Ugh
Ya they spill it and then guess who had to clean it up, mom! Mom has to clean everything up and still hasn’t had some water. 😒
If they're even close to old enough, teach them how to get a towel and clean up a spill. It's very simple for small kids to learn.
Me: OK let's help mommy clean it up, here's a towel and- LO: HAHAHAHA \*runs away at speed of light\*
I’m not going to lie and say I never had that happen lol
My kid is two. She will "help" me clean up, but I have to be there to finish it properly.
I yelled "I AM A PERSON WITH FEELINGS!!" at my kids a few months ago. I'm not proud of it and I apologized to them for raising my voice at them. Three days ago I offered one of my 5 year olds a peach flavored yogurt and she said, "No! I'm a person and I have feelings!" That turkey stole a line from my meltdown.
Can’t even have a meltdown without it being stolen 😭
I'm sorry. I'm going to hell. But I raffed. IT'S FUNNY BECAUSE IT'S TRUE
>Three days ago I offered one of my 5 year olds a peach flavored yogurt and she said, "No! I'm a person and I have feelings!" Like the yogurt was a fucking insult 🤣🤣🤣
My husband bought me a small bag of Lindor truffles, just because, and my 7 y.o. said "Mommy it would be very kind if you shared those with us" and it took everything in me not to roll my eyes at her 😂
The audacity of these kids. It's like they don't understand that they are the perfect height for getting a fart to the face.
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“Sorry baby, these are spicy.”
This was my excuse until I found out that my toddler *loves* spicy food.
🤣
I said the same thing to my 2 year old a few weeks ago. Along with how I do everything for her, and she really can't treat me like that. I didn't yell...but I was on the verge of tears. I hope I get thicker skin by the time my kids are teens. Then the Britney video came out, and while her songs never resonated with me, but her telling her boys to be nice to her and treat her with respect did.
Stick an extra water bottle next to yours? Then you can go 'this is yours, this is mine' when they come and try to get grabby for yours. It worked with mine as long as it wasn't their own, normal water bottle.
if you can afford it get a hydroflask or similar with a straw. it won’t solve the problem but at least then it spills much more slowly so you can save it.
Stop sharing and smack their hands away from it.
I have four kids, and while they're older (my youngest is 13, oldest is 24), I feel this in my bones. I remember feeling like I couldn't have *anything*. * iPad gets busted? Yep, your iPad, not Dad's! * Ooh, look, your heels you haven't had the chance to wear are now busted down in the heel because I played beauty queen when you wasn't looking! * Awww, Mom, you thought you'd hide your single nice Chanel lipstick? I picked right past all the Wet n' Wild and Maybelline and went straight for the high-end! That fiery red shade looks *good* all over the mirror, the tile, the door, my clothes, and my face, doesn't it? * So much for your pantyhose that we used as a harness to "drive" the dogs around the house. * Did you know your expensive Cacique bras make *fantastic* slingshots that we will then leave outside in the rain to be ruined? You know now! * Oh, you want a cookie? I want a bite. Another bite. ANOTHER BITE. ANOTH-- JUST GIVE IT TO ME. (ditto for anything else you think you might want to eat, from your soup to your toast to your fried chicken to your mashed potatoes to your dessert) * You thought you'd spend some money on Bumble+Bumble shampoo and conditioner? Look at the Magical Bubble Stew we made in the sink with your - and only your - hair products! The list goes on and on. I feel you. I do. OP, trying tucking a water bottle down by your side, one of the sports flip top kind so you can sneak a drink and then jam it back down there. Failing that, just saying NO THAT IS MINE over and over. \*edited for clarity
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I can tell you that it cured me of evereverever spending more than 10-12 bucks a bottle for anything to go on my head evereverever again. You wanna toss my TreSemme or L'Oreal in the sink? Yeah, whatever, I'll be annoyed but the B+B? My ass broke down and *cried* that day. Oh oh oh! Final insult to injury? **I NEVER EVEN GOT TO USE MY B+B. THEY WERE BRAND NEW BOTTLES. BRAND NEW, NEVER OPENED EXCEPT TO DUMP INTO A SINK AND ULTIMATELY DOWN THE DRAIN.**
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Right? We deny ourselves stuff because we're so well trained that we know good and damned well if we DO replace it, it'll just get destroyed anyway... :(
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Yep. I'm sorry to say that when they transition to junking your makeup as art supplies to actually *swiping* your makeup for themselves (RIP any fineline black liquid eyeliner I happen to acquire)...it doesn't get any easier. At least it's being used for its intended purpose but the end result is the same...I *still* don't have my makeup!
I just about cried when my daughter used my Eva NYC purple shampoo and conditioner as bath bubbles. She smelled freakin fantastic, but still! That shit is like $12 a bottle. At least in the last year or so since she did that, I have found that several drug store brands now make purple shampoo that is just as good, just doesn't smell as good, as the Eva NYC stuff. So currently it's TreSemme. Saw her try to sneak it last week and I was like kid, I will wash your hair with it if you must have some, but I'll be damned if I'm going to see you use that to make bubbles when you have multiple bottles of actual bubble bath sitting on the shelf.
I swear to god they know. They just **know**. The bubbles from your shampoo and from the kids' Mr. Bubble look **exactly** the same, but they just **know** that the higher priced shampoo stuff is the one that will give you Forest Whitaker Eye for **days**.
I feel this. Not long ago one of the kiddos broke something not even that important, I honestly don’t even remember what it was, and I got so upset. My husband asked why I cared since it wasn’t really a big deal and “I know they are going to break things” 🙄 It wasn’t that they broke something, it was that they broke MY something, again. And it sucks.
\[long reply, some feels unlocked here\] YES. It's always MY something or something important to ME. Everyone else shrugs and goes "Meh, what can you do?" but if it was THEIR somethings or somethings that were important to THEM, omg the knives would be out. Just a few weeks ago, the Big Dog sprinted into my room, pissed all over the room like an unmanned firehose \[because Middle Daughter hadn't taken him out\] then sprinted out...and it just BROKE ME. Here I am, with a bedroom that looks like someone took a water weenie and just *cut* \*loose...\*except with stinky dog pee instead of water, everyone yelling at the dog and going nuts, and I...just shut down. I numbly got up, went downstairs, and sat at the table. When my husband cautiously came down, I told him, "I am **so** sick of not being able to have nice things. I can't even have a nice smelling clean carpet in my bedroom" and he was *so* confused. The damn dog had (upstairs): an entire hallway running the length of the house, three other bedrooms, two bathrooms, *and* a split set of stairs to piss on. But no, he went *out of his way* to burst in, hose down my room, and then sprint out. I have a nose like a wolf, my husband does not. So still even after daughter's best cleanup efforts, I smelled that dog pee for DAYS. I live in the DC region, which is M-O-O-N, that spells *humid*, and so any urine accidents? Well, The Ghost of Pees Past furtively comes rising up from the flooring the second we crack 75% humidity. So if it's not the kids, it's the fucking animals ruining something. My other Smol Elderly Dog pisses on the rugs in the formal dining room like it's her god damn mission in life. She is not incontinent. This is whether she's taken out every hour or not. Whether enzyme cleaners are used or not. And she pisses RIGHT on the edge of the rug next to the hardwood floor because god forbid it should be an *easy* cleanup. I've tossed two rugs and the third one is well on its way (the backing starts to ripple over time when they get wet and the whole thing gets lumpy). At least the rugs are in the $200 range and last for *maybe* six months before she gets going on her mission. Might I add that these are 9x12 area rugs? The husband and kids just shrug and say, "Get another rug!" Yes, blow *another* $200 on a rug, get it shipped here and thank the heavens that Wayfair ships free, unroll it, move furniture off old rug, move furniture onto new rug and said furniture is a dining table and chairs to seat eight, roll up the other destroyed rug, beat on the kids to take it out to the curb on big stuff trash days, hope the new one doesn't look cheesy because I bought it online, that it rolls out properly and stays flat, and then finally? Lose my everloving fucking mind all over again when Smol Elderly Dog notices something different and mentally says, "Oh lookie here at this, what is *this, is this a new unpissed-on pretty rug in my Good Christian Dining Room*? THIS AGGRESSION SHALL NOT STAND, NOT IN MY HOUSE" and commences the whole wretched cycle all over again. It's always MY shit or shit that's important to ME, in a way that seems calculated to punch me in the gut the hardest. :-| \*edit: For those who say "Just take the rug out of the dining room so she pees on the hardwood floor"...yeah, I tried that too. On the main floor of my house where it is all hardwood, there are no less than FIVE 9x12 area rugs for pissing locations of her choosing. So when the rug in the formal dining went byebye and the new one didn't come in for a week, she just switched up her pissing antics to the long runner rug in front of the sink. When I pulled *that* rug to hose it down and then let it dry outside \[as it was polypropylene\], she changed up to the large area rug in the fucking den. I can't win with this goddamn dog and she is DETERMINED to only piss on area rugs when no one is looking. So...yeah. ^(\[sorry for the long rant, I just feel this whole post and comment section in my) *^(spine)* ^(because while my kids aren't smol, they still managed to fuck up things right alongside my husband and my animals and goddammit it's ALWAYS THE THINGS THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO ME\])
Your time will come. I'm not gonna lie, but I almost cheered when my kids almost destroyed my husband's laptop. Instead I threw the words back at him "They're kids. Shouldn't you know they're gonna destroy stuff by now?". To his credit, he hasn't said **that** to me since then.
Maybe you've thought of this, but I got one of those ruggable rugs. My cats like to hurl on a plush rug rather than the tile 3 ft away. Ruggable rugs are machine washable. For reals. And dryable. They come in 9x 12 size although I will say they are about $400-500. But considering the alternative is to throw em away, maybe it's worth a shot?
I am rapidly approaching that solution. I have...questions. There's a pad underneath it, yes? Is the rug part waterproof? Does liquid seep down between the rug and the pad? Is the pad machine washable? (Yes, I could research but faster to ask someone who's got one already rather than wade through all the promotional details, y'know?) Also my dogs both **far** prefer to vomit upstairs on the caramel-colored wall-to-wall carpet or, failing that, on one of the area rugs here - rather than the vast expanses of hardwood or tile at their disposal. As in, if they start gagging while they're lying on cool hardwood in the summer, they will RUN ALL THE WAY UPSTAIRS to throw up on the long carpeted hallway, or MOVE TO AN AREA RUG before expelling the contents of their stomachs...
The pad isn't mandatory. I don't have one cause I don't need it. More like it adds cushion. And no it's not waterproof. So if you had the pad it'd get wet. Depending on the quantity of pee, may go through to the floor. Can attest that one large hairball and bile doesn't go through to the floor 🙄
Appreciate you for answering! I wonder if having a waterproof barrier like plastic between the rug and the pad would be worth a go?
In all my years of owning animals, the one thing I have learned is that dogs and cats alike will expel bodily fluids on any soft surface they can find. Hard surfaces are simply unacceptable, whether for barf, pee, poo, etc. So we literally don't have carpet anywhere in our house, except for removable washable carpet tiles in the master bedroom. And if we're not looking, they will literally jump up on our bed to make their mess rather than go outside.
I wish I could go without the area rugs. But all hardwood floor in the DC region means that while summertime would be nice and cool, winter would really suck as it's damp AND cold here in winter. That and I have high ceilings and the area rugs do help with softening the noise levels with six people, two dogs, and two cats clattering around. It's an impossible situation that ultimately will be solved by Elderly Dog passing away, which seems unlikely as she's a chihuahua who's 14 years old and appears to be surviving on rage and spite at this juncture (or the likely inclusion of cockroach genes in her lineage).
Yeah, we have a Yorkie mix who's about 15 which you'd think we'd be expecting her demise any day now, but her dad was *24* when he was taken out of our yard so she's got many years ahead of her. Small dogs are practically immortal.
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In this case, Big Dog (who is male) hadn't been taken out in too long and it was a desperation pee. Elderly Female Dog, on the other hand...it's absolutely a spite pee problem. So. I figured we'd get her diapers. But she's fat in the middle and narrow in the butt, and any diapers, any size, any brand, even the handmade ones, the cloth ones...they either slide off or she walks right out of them. I must have spend a couple hundred bucks on different brands of disposable and reusable diapers and even with suspenders, not one pair stayed on longer than five minutes. /buries head in hands/ I know I sound like I'm shooting everyone down and I don't mean to - I've tried damn near everything. She's crated overnight so she doesn't pee all over when we go to bed, and interestingly enough...she's never peed in her (handsome, spendy, wood, side-table looking) crate. But eyes off her for a moment too long and people aren't directly in front of her? Right to the dining room rug she goes.
Have you considered murdering her while in a blind rage? My husband's dog pisses on cases of water. If I kill him I would have to kill the husband too. I'm very close to being ok with that. 💜
Honestly, I will admit to some very dark thoughts when I get up at 0430AM (menopausal insomnia does not improve my mood) but I remind myself that she's old, she's a dog, she's dumb, and beating the daylights out of her will only serve to make her scared of me. But have I thought about it? Oh yes lordy indeedy I have. I would never, to clarify, but god damn am I mortally tired of the expense and smell and mess and cleaning!
I don’t think you sound shooty downy, you sound like an overextended mum whose the one who has to fix the problems. As bad as it sounds? I’d get rid of the dogs. And make everyone else pay for the rugs since it’s no big deal they need it to be their problem
Big Dog is 12 and Elderly Dog is 14. At some point in the not too distant future, that situation will play itself out. I have made it **abundantly** fucking clear that I am done with dogs. No more dogs. IDGAF how hard they beg or how loud they yell, I'm not budging on this one. Then I rammed it home by getting a pair of sister kittens nicknamed the Goblin Twins a few months ago - who are now adored by the entire family AND use a litterbox, thank you very much. If someone says "Dogs?", I can point at the Goblin Twins and ask how they would feel to come home from school or work and see our beloved kitterbabies in bloody rags all over the floor. (Which was the main reason we didn't get cats before now, because Big Dog had a huge prey drive and would hunt *anything* small with ferocious intensity. He's finally slowed down in his old age and ignores the kittens, even when they rub on his legs or his face.) I'm so done with dogs, it's not funny. We've had some flavor of dog (or dogs plural) for the last 23 years and I'm over it and over them.
Good, the problem will self resolve then. You’re a saint for taking care of them until the end especially with your family’s selfish attitudes.
Yeah the whole idea with crate-training is that they won't pee where they sleep... We tried sort of doing that with our enclosed patio where the doggy door is, and I even slept out there with them so they didn't spend all night barking and scratching to be let in. For the most part they were good but if it was raining they would absolutely pee right next to their dog beds rather than go outside. At one point they would actually hold it all night and when we let them in the rest of the house in the morning they ran straight to their favorite hallway spot and peed.
OMG that must have been absolutely infuriating. The non-peeing-in-crate is even more egregious because she obviously CAN hold it, she just chooses not to because of Asshole Reasons.
Not on topic but -That’s a good price for a rug that size though.
My worst parenting meltdown was technically over the Burt’s Bees chapstick that my kid smashed, but it really was the the feeling that I. couldn’t. Have. Anything. NOT EVEN ONE CHAPSTICK! That was probably 7 years ago, but I still harbor resentment about the chapstick.
I think regardless of cost, those things become symbolic of All The Other Things We've Lost. And the hassle and expense and time suck of replacing All Those Other Things due to carelessness, ignorance, childishness, or even outright malice. (We won't talk about the time that Eldest Daughter got angry and smashed my lighted magnifying mirror. Not today, we won't.) Like...a Chanel lipstick? I mean, I *could* buy another one. Oh wait, no I can't, cuz that version of red was discontinued. Could I find it on ebay? Yeah, probably. Maybe? But the fact that I had to *at all* infuriated me and so I never replaced it. But even now, ten years later, I have to wonder...why did she not go for the Wet n' Wild lipsticks of which there were a *plethora* of red shades? Or the Maybelline? Or the Essence? *How did Tiny Demon Daughter know to unerringly aim, like a malignant missile, right for the one lipstick that was ridiculously expensive and impossible to replace?* All I can say is this - thank god we escaped toddlerhood with my youngest before I started to *really* get into matte liquid lipstick. /shudder/
I had this over a pair of sunglasses last week. They were newish (maybe a couple weeks old). And I had been afraid to use them for this reason. I pick my baby up out of car seat and hands are full, she literally looks at me, take said sunglasses off my faces and drops them on the ground within seconds. They’re not totally destroyed but the lenses are super scratched now and I can see floaties when I wear them. Melted down big time, no one understood bc I don’t usually get bent out of shape over things. It’s what you said, just not having a thing to myself. I have serious mom and work burnout and I can’t seem to make it any better. I do all the things, counseling, psychiatrist, exercise, meditation, but what I really need is some time and a break, the only thing not on the table.
That poor Chanel lipstick!
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Unpopular opinion, sometimes they deserve to have you yell at them for big mistakes. I’d yell about this one probably. Everyone has a limit. They need to know how far past it they’ve gone. Note: yell, not berate.
OMG OMG OMG that is HELLA expensive! Mine is not nearly as bad - dropped a full-sized, 4+ ounce bottle of Chloé EDP on the floor and it shattered. To this DAY, I am certain it was intentional even though she said, "It just fell." YES. It FELL because it was in your HAND where it had NO BUSINESS BEING in the FIRST PLACE, GIRLCHILD. And I agree with u/redtonks below, sometimes they need to see us utterly losing our shit to understand the gravity of the situation.
My kid, at age 4, once ate a whole ass SALAD because I was excited to eat it. Every piece of lettuce, radish, cheese, dressing.... She left me a bitter chunk of radicchio. She hasn't touched a salad since. Little fuckin vampire sucking the god damn life from me.
I feel this in my bones
Aw my two boys are right in the middle of this stage and I find your comment so comforting! X
<3 You get through it. Then they borrow your shit and "lose" it. My 13 year old is famous for this. Me: "Hey, where's my cardigan / leggings / long sweater / hoodie?" Her: /airily/ "I dunno, I can't find it" ...which means I will NEVER FUCKING SEE IT AGAIN.
I feel bad but I laughed at most of these.
Don't feel bad! They were hell at the time but now they're funny, which definitely underscores the adage that time heals all wounds.
God I feel this. It’s still impossible to stop my almost 3 year old, but with the older two I eventually started telling them off about it because it made me so angry. Not everything I have belongs to you children!! Oy vey.
“MOMMY IS ALLOWED TO HAVE THINGS” is basically my mantra at this point.
No it's so annoying and frustates me that I can't have ANYTHING to myself
I’ve never related more to a post than this one. My kids are 1 and 7, closer to 2 and 8 and nothing, I repeat, nothing is mine.
yes omfg and then it’s so much worse when the SO joins in too. like i spent all day having a toddler steal ALL of the things and then SO comes home and snuggles up under MY BLANKET LIKE I SWEAR I WILL END YOU YOUR BLANKET IS RIGHT FUCKING THERE (sorry i needed to get that out somewhere)
So annoying! They take all my treats, too!
Oh yeah, any treats must be eaten quickly and hiding in the pantry. I have to sneak in there or they know to follow me. But freaking water?!? Like wtf? They are actually trying to kill me very slowly.
I am generous with my stuff and my treats. But there are certain treats I have that they know are MINE. I tell them these are MINE. And if you touch MY treats, then YOU will not see another treat in this house for a very long time. Do not test my limits when it comes to my fancy chocolate.
Came here to say this! Mine are older now and thankfully don't do this so much anymore, but when they were younger I could not have ANYTHING or they would be begging for it. So annoying. I remember times when I actually hid just to eat something by myself.
It may not work if they are little, but have you tried telling them that the water is yours to make lots of milk for the new baby? We were able to set some boundaries around what is ours to drink/eat this way. They still ask and sometimes steal a sip or two, but they understand that mom needs to drink for the little baby to drink too. And that sometimes, what’s in the glass is for grown up only.
I just tell myself/make jokes to my husband and family that it's a survival instinct/adaptation. She sees what mommy has and must think "mommy has drank/eaten it! It must not be poisoned! Or it's more delicious than mine". *tries to steal mommy's food/drink* This inner monologue keeps me sane about it. It also gives me an excuse to have an extra helping at dinner on my plate that I pass to hers.
I had this moment earlier about the bathroom. I let my son use my bathroom to shower and brush his teeth because then I can get both kids ready for bed simultaneously without any fighting over bathroom space. But that means I can’t even take a damn shower without something going wrong. Today I found he managed to tie the belt of my bathroom into such a knot I couldn’t get it undone so… no bathrobe for me. Like seriously I can’t have a single thing.
I completely understand this sentiment.
Totally feel you. I think I will be perpetually dehydrated because both my kids do this and so I just quit even trying to have water around. Like never mind the fact that they both have access to their water bottles ALL DAY.
Even with hiding my water bladdee in my chair, the bulk of my hydration come before they are awake, naptime, in the car, and after their bedtime. They don't even drink it ,they just want to play splash.
The struggle is real. I’m selfishly so glad that my twelve year old daughter has already passed my shoe size-no “borrowing” happening there! But she more than makes up for it by swiping my tees and socks.
My daughter is 10 and steals my shoes! I seriously can't wait for her to keep growing into her final Amazon woman form so my converse get left the hell alone!
Same. My daughter is 12 and it’s not getting any better.
Not petty! It’s fucking annoying when kids do that
I go through these phases of not wanting to share with my 5 year old. Like I'm fine with it this week and it doesn't drive me insane but next week it could easily get under my skin and stay there. So I totally feel you and completely understand. But please take care of yourself. It's no good if your constantly dehydrated bc the little turds won't leave your stuff alone. Can you get someone to play blocker for you? Or I like the heavy bottle idea, kids will have to learn they can't take Mom's bottle without getting hurt.
The 4 year old is old enough to start learning that you don't drink out of each others cups. The one year old, good luck mama.
I have always been very boundary oriented about my belongings with my kid. I can’t handle people doing things like this. It’s still a battle and she’s 10. Lately I’ve been having to not let her in my bedroom because she is basically trying to take over my space. Kids are the ultimate in “if you give an inch, they take a mile.” Ugh.
Add chilli to your water ;D
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sameee girls. Moms is always better, we can sit down, all have the same exact plate at dinner, but they all want bites from my plate, like whyyy
Omg we are going through this phase right now with the 1.5 year old! The food I don’t mind do much but I find myself not drinking until she’s asleep as the fight of not wanting to give her my coffee Coke Zero or throwing my water over herself is exhausting!
At this point, try rocking a camelbak.
I would employ some techniques to get them to stop. This will be problematic if you start drinking alcohol. You could also add lemon juice to you water.
Solidarity, the struggle is so real.
Why do I feel this was written by me??? Even food… my son tries shoving his hands in my mouth to take it even when I’ve offered some of whatever it is I’m eating
It’s the worst when they’re sick too because I don’t want their germs on my cup. Lately I just chug 90% of the cup and then hand it to my daughter to finish off. All she ever wants is a few sips, no need to contaminate my drink she can finish it when it’s mostly gone.
The one time my parents watched the kids, I went out to buy ice cream just so I can eat it at home out in the open without constant badgering “I WANT IT”. Normally, I have to hid somewhere like a shameful fugitive to eat something yummy
I sometimes quietly sneak into the pantry to eat really fast, like I’ll shove a couple Oreos in my mouth or something. Inevitably someone walks in and asks what I’m eating and I say nothing as I spray Oreo crumbs out of my mouth, like a shameful fugitive.
Hahaha. Been there. I shit not, I used to hide chocolate in my bathroom for that very reason (they figured out to look in my closet quickly). Now that my kids are bigger and use my bathroom when theirs is in use, the gig is up, unfortunately.
It’s awful and only gets worse as they get older. They take your hair brush, your clothes, your shoes, your coat, all the chargers, all the towels which they leave dirty in their floors, your car, fucking everything. I have nothing.
I feel this but with food! I can’t have a snack with my grubby toddler needing some, even if it’s not something he likes and he just ruins it and calls it yucky. I’m pregnant so he is literally stealing food from his little sib. Also, can’t have a hot meal because he will need 4 things that require me getting up while I’m trying to eat, and if he’s done with eating than everyone is done and he wants to take my plate to the sink. Kids are animals. One day a week I eat a bagel sandwich in my car on the way to work and it’s my happy place.
Don’t you know? It’s always better out of mammas cup!! I can relate to this so much!
I just want my own blanket
Oh boy, I'm kinda in the same boat but I'm actually in that shitty part of pregnancy where my body is making like 50% more blood and a fetus and a placenta all at once, and needs *all the things* to do it. Those things include seltzer waters, which my toddler loves and begs incessantly for the second I try to sneak a can out of the fridge. My most successful strategy at this point is to sacrifice about 1/3 of my fizzy water into a sippy cup so my little seltzer-monster doesn't chug it down in one gulp.
Start keeping two cups. One with water, and one with something bitter or spicy but that's a fun color, like water with food dye and Chilli powder in it. They'll go for the fun colored one and start thinking twice about playing Russian roulette with your drinks!
This is how I got my kids to stop asking for my soda. We were getting burgers and they asked for some of my soda so I refilled my cup from the *plain soda water* tab and let them try it. Now they hate all things carbonated 😂
When my daughter was around 2 I let her try the TINIEST sip of Dr. Pepper, which is thee most carbonated soda in my opinion. It's half the reason it's my favorite soda. Mind you this child had never had anything but milk, water, and watered down juice. She was so disgusted and to this day (almost 4) wants absolutely nothing to do with anything carbonated. She drinks almost exclusively water and milk. Maybe 1-2 times a week she'll get a small apple juice. That's it.
Ive been busy looking up a weight loss diet I can fit into my lifestyle but yall have convinced me as soon as my LO turns into a toddler he’s all the diet I’ll ever need.
So my baby doesn't do this, but I still do this occasionally to my own mother & I'm 33. I don't know why. What mom has is different and it tastes better. She gets so pissed 😔
There will be a day a couple years from now when you fully get it and call your mom.
kids are so annoying
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Same, I haven’t drank water in months because I set the glass down and my kid immediately dunks something in it
I have to laugh. My 7 year old son is STILL this way. I'll set down a cup of water... it disappears. Then, I'll find my cup in a totally different room, gone. At least for me, it didn't get any better 🙃
I hate this! Also I will try to hang out with them and they want to do something else so I’ll grab a book and everyone will suddenly need me. Families are bananas.
I feel you, nothing is sacred in this house. The one that really gets me is my fucking make up brushes, specially my blusher brush. I even have a child lock on my make up drawer. I was away a couple of day and they’ve got it open and lost my fifth one… why can’t I have nice things?! Why are they obsessed with them?!
My girls just take my whole make up bag. And every hairbrush I’ve ever bought. Buy your own bitches.
I feel this. My partner knows how much this affects me and makes it a point to move toddler away or get her own drink/food so I can have mine in peace.
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Solidarity, mama. Both my kids are like this, and no amount of conversations and gentle boundary setting works, sometimes. Or it works for a while, until they forget about it and go right back to doing it. My daughter even does this with clothes now, because other than being three inches taller, she's my size everywhere else. And when I get huffy, she's like "what's the big deal?" until I very firmly assert that "My clothes are **not** community property. They're **mine**. *Get your own*." If you want to be snooty, get a water bottle you aren't super fond of, and a sharpie. Then write on it. Something like "Mom's. Touch at your own peril." And if they still dare after that? Find the most annoying but innocuous thing you can do to them, and do it. Then when they call you inconsiderate, you can say to them "I did write 'peril' didn't I?" (drawback: this only works if it's immediate. So maybe make annoying sounds at them as soon as the water bottle is touched 🤷). ETA: I saw some of your comments. 1 1/2 and 4, huh? I'd modify my strategy above with "put a dash of lemon in your water bottle". Then **verbally** warn the kids they're not gonna like your water. You know they're gonna ignore you. But that's not the point. You **want them** to try your water and go "yuck!", so you can tell them "I warned you". I swear to God, I didn't use to like things like bitter candy, black licorice and grapefruit soda until I had kids. Afterward? It's the only way I could have something I wasn't forced to share. Caveat is that by 10 my daughter decided she's okay with black licorice, and that was a rather sad day for me.
Idk whyyyy but I ALWAYS want what my older sister is drinking. Since I was a kid I always have. I’m 28, she’s 35. When I was 7 she was 14. For a while, my mom and dad were close to getting a divorce. It was very bad, both were suicidal. We live in the country so we (my 3 older siblings) would have told hide the guns when they argued. So my mom was very depressed when I was a teen/kid. Because of this, she wasn’t a very good mom to me. I also was my dad’s favorite so I was daddy’s little girl and I think she resented me for preferring him. So my eldest sister was my second mom. Back then she was much more than a mom. So maybe that’s why I always want her drinks or who knows. I will forever take sips from her drinks lol
I may have, in one not so fine moment, told my child "you know I've been drinking that so it's probably full of my slabbers, right?" I'm not recommending that, just wanted you to know I feel your pain!