Well, of course you are saying that no one said it would be the easiest job but that still didn’t help me yesterday. You know what I’m talking about, right? Frankly, I wonder how much money I should be saving for my kids’ future therapy sessions due to my “parental” behaviors. Will they need therapy because I’ve forced them to play an instrument? Will it be because I feed them organic food and they think that I am “over the top” on this organic thing? Or, maybe (more likely) it will be because of the multiple times that I just can’t keep it together — you know, together like June Cleaver kind-of-together (am I showing my age?) Well, I had one of those days yesterday. Maybe not my best mom-day … clearly not my best mom day. So, what did I do when I was “done?” I shed a few tears in the privacy of the bathroom (closest room at the moment), I bucked up and said I was sorry (he said “no problem mom”), and then I ever-so-quietly put some more money in the virtual therapy jar. The question is, should I use it or save it for them? 🙂
I hope you all have a fantastic day!
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