As if I don't doubt my parenting skills on an hourly basis ANYWAY, my daughter told her sitter today that she wanted to go to the park, to which the sitter replied that it's too cold and to wait until it warms up, when your mom gets here. MP replied, "No, she won't take me to the park anyway, all she wants to do is sleep. And then her and her boyfriend will go to a bar. She doesn't want to hang out with me."
Mom of the year, right here. I can't believe a human 23 years younger than me and two feet shorter can make me feel like the biggest piece of shit on the planet.
I think I'm doing my best, and I know her comments were probably just for attention, but it really makes me wonder if I'm screwing her up for life. I guess I'll just marry someone off a dating website so she can have a more stable environment to live in. There are literally not enough hours in the day for me to work full time, run errands, cook dinner, do homework, bath, quality time, etc. with MP, and NOT be tired. I'm tired all.the.time. Add in trying to maintain a relationship with BF and my friends... I have no energy. I go to bed the same time as MP (if I'm not still doing chores), and that's ridiculous. I'm too young to feel this old.
To top that off, BF and I got in a huge fight last night and aren't speaking. Normally I'm the happiest girl alive on Fridays (hence my blog title), but today is just fucking bad. Real fucking bad.
PS - In my defense, I haven't been out in over two weeks. I have sat my happy ass at home every night with MP, helping her play her guitar and watching SpongeBob and making necklaces out of the crafts kit that Santa brought her. Guess she forgets all about that when she's dogging me out to everyone that will listen. :)
Sorry about the rant. I needed to vent to someone other than TM.
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Is it bad that the add that came up on your blog was for barstools and I started laughing my ass off at the irony of it?
I meant ad, not add dammit!
Oh my, kids really do say the darndest things.
I'm sure you're a wonderful mom - the fact that you worry about it proves my point! Worriers unite!
omg, kids say the darndest fucking things. just tonight, my 5yr old told me that he wants to get a little monkey. not a regular-sized monkey, but one that's about the size of a fucking quarter. WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN!? and then when i told him it was bedtime and time to brush his teeth, he threw a tantrum and banged his hand on the door jam and said, "YOU MADE ME DO THAT!" tears streaming, the whole 9.
so don't feel guilty because your little princess said something hurtful - they don't know wtf they're saying half the time. and if they did, and they knew just how goddamned HURTFUL what they're saying is? they wouldn't do it.
:)
Happy Tuesday! I just wanted to let you know that I tagged you on my blog!
Hope you had a great weekend!
SPM - LMAO on that one. That's how I roll. Everything in my life is built on irony, as you well know.
Calico - Yeah, after she gets done saying what I do wrong, she gives me a bear hug and tells me I'm the coolest mommy ever. That cancels out all the bad stuff, for sure!
MoFM - You don't know about the quarter-sized monkeys? What rock have you been hiding under? :P
Yes, I understand they don't know what they're saying. It was just one of those "the world is against me" days and I was convinced my daughter was at the head of the pack, leading the torch-wielding villagers.
Calico - Rock on, I'll do it tonight since I can't upload pics to my work computer. POS.
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