What a crappy day. We stayed in for 12 fucking hours (minus a one hour break to the barber shop and CVS) waiting for a plumber, some roofers and other workers who came, saw, and did shit. The ceiling in the kids's room is about to cave in again. Woo hoo. M and J could not have behaved any worse and I realize that yelling is not only unpleasant and bad for me but not particularly useful, good for the babies or for anyone. My chest started hurting after my first major meltdown and it still hurts. Fabulous. Sometimes it is just good to admit that you did a bad job, were a subpar mother, and that you wish your children would go away. Work would have been much better than what I and they endured today. Off to do anything that does not involve my children.
calm down dear boquita.
ReplyDeletethe main objective now is to relax and hold those little twins as long as you can.
everything else is second to that.
and yes, screaming does not help.
love u berry mutz
pain is usually a warning from your body to stop doing what you're doing.
ReplyDeleteunless of course you are in labor with one or two babies, in which case pain just means you're doing it; please continue