The Poo is making me crazy right now.
It is as if she finally realized that her baby brother is a permanent fixture, and her jealousy has been out of control. She gets my attention in any way she can, chattering incessantly, asking ridiculous questions that have no answers, looming over Shaggy and attacking him with [...]
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Monday, October 20th, 2008
Yesterday was awful.
Even with the perspective that some rest and a new morning bring, yesterday will go down in the annals as perhaps one of my worst mothering days.
This whole week, in fact, can suck it. I lost my temper more times than I care to admit, culminating with a terrible performance where I screamed [...]
Long stretches of domestic tranquility, broken by periods of discontent; this is the pattern.
Warm and cozy mornings mixed with querulous afternoons, marked by burnt cookies and temper tantrums. The dirty toilets and sweatpants mingle to create the lingering, pungent aroma of a post-Betty Friedan search for creative and personal fulfillment.
The minivan in the garage carries [...]
How does she know?
How does she know when I am finally at the end of my patience?
I’m so tired and so sick and so done with living out of my suitcase. Will I never learn that 14 days is too many to be away from home?
The nattering. The screeching. The flailing body. The tugging on [...]