Thursday, February 12, 2009

Hardest Job of my Life.

Being a mother is the most difficult job any woman could ever have. You may think, oooHh, it's not hard. PLease, yess it is. Forget about going out with your friends, actually, anywhere for that matter. Especially, if you live in somewhere like me, when you actually have those 30 degrees days and everything. I've basically been in the house all winter. This is the first time that I'm REALLY like counting the days down till spring. Because I have the baby all the time. You may think someone will always be there to watch him, but once he gets to that stage were he's crying ALL the time and your the only one who can carm him down. Forget about going out anywhere, unless he's with you. My mother was right there telling me she'd take him when she got home from work so I can have a brake. I'm not saying she doesn't do that, but when I have to ask her and then she sucks her teeth and rolls her eyes and grabs him, do I really want her takening him after that? No. It just sux when your baby father wants to be a father when he feels like it, and when he doesn't nothing matters. I'm not saying i don't love my son and I regret him being here or anything cause I don't. I love him to death. && I would NEVER regret my son. Or even having him at the age I did. But, I'm just going through a real rufff patch in my life and I can't wait till this patch is done and over.

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