It seems once a year I need to fuck up on a massive scale.
Cause, you know, I can't ever be too confident in my parenting skills.
Look in Riley's "take home" folder today. In it, was a hand written thank you note, for coming to his open house.
Guess what I didn't go to?
It doesn't matter that I would not have been able to get off work, right now I am crying and feel sick to my stomach.
Some days, I really, really, really hate that I have to work and can't be a "perfect" mom like all the others. Okay, I know they're not perfect, but it seems I am the ONLY mom who can't do class-room stuff.
Yeah, going to go to bed and cry some more.
Look in Riley's "take home" folder today. In it, was a hand written thank you note, for coming to his open house.
Guess what I didn't go to?
It doesn't matter that I would not have been able to get off work, right now I am crying and feel sick to my stomach.
Some days, I really, really, really hate that I have to work and can't be a "perfect" mom like all the others. Okay, I know they're not perfect, but it seems I am the ONLY mom who can't do class-room stuff.
Yeah, going to go to bed and cry some more.