i might as well rename this blog “rilah rumbles about motherhood cuz nothing is ever good enough for her and all she does is bitch bitch bitch”
or something like that.
it is amazing that everyone who tells you while you’re pregnant that parenthood is a challenge is not my enemy now. a challenge? how about fucking impossible if you’re a person who gives up on everything when it gets too be too tough.
by the way, that’s me.
and by the way…i can’t/won’t give up on her; then i would officially have become my mother. her non-existant grandma.
dr. daddy went out for 6.5 hours today. for a work orientation, cuz he’s starting a new job on monday. monday, in 3 days. a regular work day – therefore more than 6.5 hours. like, maybe 9 hours. or more!
my first words to him when he walked in the door were “Hi. Please don’t ever leave me alone with her, again”.
no, i don’t hate her and i’m not giving up…i just am not used to someone outdoing me in neediness and cramping my style and oh, yeah, being a fulltime mom.
now that i can, without guilt for putting her down in her (6.5) hour(s) of need, i’m smoking.
