I'm Lucky
A lot of women in this world are stuck. They don't have family to support them, and when they have a shitty day, and their kid is driving them to insanity, they have no one to turn to. Today, after finding out that Wes has been peeing on his floor rather than leave his room to use the bathroom, I was angry. I handled it, started the process of cleaning up his room, and discovered that he had jammed a crayon into the track of his drawer and wedged it shut so far that I had to pry it open with a hammer. At this point I was irate. With all the stress of the past few months, and all my physical issues, my patience has dwindled to the point of non-existence. For some unlucky moms, a day like today would have ended in disaster. For me, I called my mother in law. She offered, without any hesitation, to take Wes for the rest of the day. Just take him off my hands so I could calm myself down, and deal with life. And with her, I have no worries about the guilt trip to follow. No sly comments about what a bad parent I am. Just complete, unwavering support.
I am damn lucky to have a mother-in-law who is so fucking awesome.
I am damn lucky to have a mother-in-law who is so fucking awesome.