Oh Billdore, I think I'm safe in saying that every single member of this forum knows exactly what you're saying/describing and has felt exactly what you're feeling at some point (or at many points, lol) throughout their Parronthood...People who have never owned/lived with a parrot wouldn't understand, however a lot of them would describe being a parent to a human child much the same way: they love their kids dearly and would do anything in the world for them, but they drive them absolutely insane sometimes and once in a while they just need a break! You don't often hear this coming from the owners of other "pets" like dogs, cats, reptiles, rodents, etc...But ironically I have heard it many times from the owners of pet Primates, as that is pretty much EXACTLY like having a human child or a parrot. I know one person who raised a Capuchin Monkey since he was 2 weeks old when they bottle-fed them, and another who did the same with a Galago (Bushbaby), and they both made the decision early on to introduce their babies to a close friend/relative and purposely got them to be close to each other over-time just so they could take a vacation once in a while...So human children do not own the monopoly on being needy, demanding pains in the ass...
You're describing my Green Cheek Conure, Bowie, to a T...And it's my own fault, every time I am eating something or I have a drink of something and he flies right to me and starts dragging his beak across my cheek and trying to take food right out of my mouth, I tell myself that "It's your own fault! Don't get mad at him now!"...And Bowie knows better, he knows exactly the point where I'm getting frustrated with him, because it's about that point where he leaves for a few minutes...but he always comes back and tries again, lol...So it's like I can't even eat a meal without him trying to climb inside of my mouth and taking the food right out...And none of my other 3 do this, they all love to get some people-food or a drink of juice or a sip of coffee etc., but none of them do what Bowie does because I nipped that in the butt when they were little...But with Bowie, we have an extremely close bond, and he has me wrapped around his little toe, and he gets away with murder...He just had a horrible accident 2 weeks ago where I slammed him in the bathroom door (obviously it was an accident, I thought he had already flown out the door)...But the real point to me should be that I let him follow me all over the house, everywhere I am he is, including the bathroom!!! If I'm taking a shower he is sitting on the shower rod from start to finish. If I'm on the phone he's on my shoulder, if I'm on the computer he's on my shoulder (he sells "Hello" by the way, he's of course sitting on my shoulder right now chewing on my new Misfits earrings that I just got and he'll probably rip apart/break)...I long ago started feeding all 4 of them their Veggies/Greens/Fruit along with some Nuts, Quinoa, etc. at the same time that I sit down and eat dinner, so we all eat dinner together, which I love, we do it as a family...But while Kane, Lita, and Duff (and now Dylan, the Dove) sit on their T-Stands and eat from their individual bowls, Bowie starts out there but ends-up on my shoulder eating some of my dinner after about 2-3 minutes of eating his Veggies/Greens and then coming over to steal the food out of my mouth...A few weeks ago I walked downstairs for a minute, came back upstairs to find Bowie had lowered himself into my glass, his entire body was inside of the glass and he was drinking my orange juice, and then he started screaming because he couldn't get back up out of the glass!!! That's MY FAULT, but it's just kind of how things are now...
I find myself having to take a break from the birds on days when I'm at home, like on the weekends and days off, because they are just ALWAYS THERE, all of them are always calling me for something or crying for something, and you just need a break every now and again. So I'll take Lola, my Cattle Dog, for a really long walk/hike for a couple of hours while they go in their cages for "alone time"...And they hate it, they too have full-run of my house all day long when I'm home, and they really don't spend a lot of time in their cages now that I think about it...And it does get overwhelming, sometimes you just need a break!!! The one place they aren't allowed in the house is in my workshop out in the garage/basement of the house, because I repair/restore guitars and other musical instruments and I use a lot of cleaners, rust removers, metal polishes, and then also wood varnishes, paints, wood oils, etc. And I also do a lot of electronics work on the electric guitars/basses as well as amps/headers and pedals, usually taking out old pick-ups out of guitars and putting new ones in, adding different capacitors, switches, POTS, etc., and all of that requires a TON of soldering and the use of a lot of Flux...So they can't be anywhere near the fumes from any of that stuff, so they all know that they have to either hang-out down in the room where the Aviary is where the Budgies live, or they can go upstairs in their cages or on their stands...And BOWIE sits in the room the Aviary is in because it's on the other side of the door from my shop, and he will SCREAM and call for me, scream then call, scream then call, etc. the entire time I'm out in the shop...There is a massive PVC play-gym down there that I built, it takes up half the room and has probably $200 worth of toys, ladders, swings, etc. on it, and he sits on the bare, boring T-Stand and screams and calls to me for the entire time I'm out working in the shop. And if I put him in his cage upstairs and then go down into the shop, he does the same thing, screams and calls for me the entire time, but that gets the other 3 going too, along with a constantly "Cooing" Dove, and it's so loud that the Dogs start barking, and then I can't even hear the stereo that is right beside me inside the shop...
I love Bowie dearly and wouldn't have things any other way, not ever...I was sure I was going to lose him 2 weeks ago when that door shut on his head/neck, he had a horrible concussion and couldn't hold his head up at all, his eyes were shut for an entire day, and he just whimpered and cried the entire day and night that it happened...And I literally lost my mind over the possibility of losing him, and I stopped my entire life in every way and spent the entire week just laying with him on my chest when we weren't at the Vet's office. I heard my phone ringing and my email-alerts dinging like crazy all day, every day, but I didn't even hesitate in telling everyone that I was going to be offline and MIA until Bowie was better and I knew he was going to be okay for-sure...So yeah he drives me insane, he's needy, he's clingy, and sometimes I just need a break...But that's okay, it's okay to feel frustrated and overwhelmed by your kids, if you're not occasionally sick of your kids then you're not being a very good parent/parront to begin with, because that means you're not around much to begin with...So you take the breaks and steal the alone-time whenever you can, you ***** and complain about them to vent your frustrations, and then you go right back to catering to their every whim and putting up with their BS because you love them to death.