I’m a horrible, terrible…
…awful, no-good, mean, bad mother.
Or at least April would like you to believe so.
You know why? Because she has to take a nap. Because she’s tired and grumpy. And she ALWAYS takes a nap around this time. Because otherwise she’s the unbearable, frustrating, horrible, bratty, miserable, no-good 5.5 month old.
She has been screaming on the top of her lungs for about 45 minutes solid. No, she is not in pain. Or hungry. Or poopy. Or anything else. No, I do NOT need unsolicited advice on how I shouldn’t just let her “cry it out” because BY GOD, it makes me a bad mom if I do. Right now, I just don’t care.
I have just had ENOUGH today. I can’t deal with a screaming baby or a snotty almost-3-year-old, who is currently climbing onto my lap despite my quietly asking her to please play with her Doodlepro on on the ground and not on me.
I don’t want to be a mom today. Can I just leave the kids here, pack my bags, and head for the ocean?
My Prozac is NOT doing its job today.
Current Mood:
Angry
Tags: Kids