(03:02:13 PM) cmg: your son hit me in the eyeball
(03:02:39 PM) cmg: and it hurts to blink
(03:02:44 PM) cmg: and he's screaming for care
(03:02:48 PM) cmg: but I'm partially blinded
(03:02:51 PM) djg: little bastard!
(03:02:51 PM) cmg: and my nose is running
(03:02:55 PM) cmg: and my eye is watering
(03:03:04 PM) cmg: and I'm getting the hugest fucking headache
(03:03:24 PM) cmg: it wasn't an intentional hit
(03:03:29 PM) cmg: it was flailing baby arms
(03:03:38 PM) cmg: and the little fucker is not napping
(03:04:32 PM) cmg: and it is fucking raining
(03:04:36 PM) cmg: so I can't take him for a walk
(03:04:42 PM) cmg: and we've run out of things to do in the house
(03:04:46 PM) cmg: and we've already been to the mall
(03:04:50 PM) cmg: and now he's crying yet again
(03:04:57 PM) cmg: he fucking sucks as a baby today
(03:05:34 PM) cmg: I gotta go.
(03:05:41 PM) djg: sorry sweetie
7 comments:
There goes our G rating. With that mouth, I should have been a sailor.
ohhh....I hate bad days, especially when it's raining. Hope today is better.
*sigh*
as wrong as this may be.. I seriously get a little happy each time I find out there's other GOOD parents that use the f-word to describe some parenting experiences.
cheers for being real, momma!
Carrie,
So I'm not the only one. Sweet. Yes, we drop the f-bomb occasionally. Thank goodness we found Battlestar Galactica, they substitute "frak" for "f---" to make it t.v. friendly. So, we'll start subbing that as well soon to prevent our baby from getting kicked out of daycare in the fall.
Cathy,
Wednesday, bad. Thursday, good. Friday, mediocre. Does it get easier?
It gets easier in some ways but they learn to talk, and outsmart you and you end up needing more brainpower to stay 3 steps ahead of their logic.
But then you get a big hug and the kid says "I love you Mama" and you're just happy again. And then you notice the playdoh that was smooshed into the carpet.
I totally agree with Noodle (so well-spoken for her age!)... it gets soooo much easier. Before you know it, the day's frustrations are so much more manageable. Playdoh in the carpet is nothing compared to a cranky baby.
And I always figure if cursing is the worst habit my kids have, I'm not going to fret too much. :)
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