My dear, you are an inconvenience. Even when I have nothing left to give, you demand that too. You steal my energy, my sanity, my clear thinking. No longer am I able to arrive to meetings, activities, life on time. I put on a clean shirt- an actual shirt, not a work-out shirt- and within moments … [Read more...] about my dear, you are an inconvenience.
mommy wars
The Mommy Wars: I am Both.
It's the end of a long day. I am tired. We're sitting at the dinner table, I'm sipping wine that I poured at 4:59 pm. I'm maxed out, unable to hold much of a conversation. Before I know it, I feel tears trickle down my cheeks. That's just how my body handles stress, it always has; tears … [Read more...] about The Mommy Wars: I am Both.