I HAT... LOVE MY JOB.
So I took on watching this new baby for friends of mine from church, and he's wonderful and darling and all good things... when he's with them. Then he starts coming to me for day care, and all he does is scream. And scream, and scream, and scream, and SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm starting to feel not worthy. Nothing I do comforts this kid, and all he does is get me stressed out before 7:30am, which puts me in a FABULOUS mood for the rest of the day.
I suppose it's not helping having a majorly hormonal daughter that does everything to piss me off... and then she's got this snotty little whiny attitude like she has no idea what I'm talking about. Do all teenagers do that to their parents.
I swear, I live for the mother's curse. I hope all kids have one of their own... JUST LIKE THEY ARE. There. I said it. Deal.
Ok... maybe a little whiskey to help this kid sleep????? (J/K)
I suppose it's not helping having a majorly hormonal daughter that does everything to piss me off... and then she's got this snotty little whiny attitude like she has no idea what I'm talking about. Do all teenagers do that to their parents.
I swear, I live for the mother's curse. I hope all kids have one of their own... JUST LIKE THEY ARE. There. I said it. Deal.
Ok... maybe a little whiskey to help this kid sleep????? (J/K)