There are few things in this world worse than disappointing your own children. i was late to pick them up last night. Late because i was enjoying my time elsewhere and let time get away from me. my fault.
When i falter in the faith they place in me, i hurt myself more than i can know... but i do know, and in that moment when i realized that i was late i cared nothing for myself but only for them. It was irresponsible of me to be late and it won't happen again.
Moms aren't supposed to be human - they're better than that - just ask any child.
Disappointments seem to be piling up on me...
AND there's a skunk-like smell in my car (which #1 says smells like greek salad dressing, but only on the passenger seat by the headrest) wtf?!
AND i have terrible veins in my leg
AND i've helped someone i love to revisit hell....
Can i do nothing right lately???
really? i want to crawl back under a rock.
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I've found kids tend to be more understanding and forgiving when we let them in on the truth - seems it helps them understand that everyone screws up sometimes, not just them. Hope things spin around before you revisit the underside of that rock.
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