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I’m in awe that my children have survived thus far in their lives- after all, I have NO idea what I’m doing. I’m a little ashamed of myself, really. People who don’t have kids, or have been parents for, like, a minute, always seem to have all the answers. I’d say it [...] Can I tell you a secret? Sometimes I wish I was deaf.
Not completely deaf- just a little. Like Deaf “Lite”. A smidge. Ok, maybe just selectively- like the Natural Disasters. Why? Well, if I was deaf, then right now I’d have silence. Complete, blissful, unaware silence.
I’ve come to the conclusion that- after 11 years and 3 kids- I know absolutely NOTHING about parenting. I console myself about this sad, pathetic little fact with the knowledge- yes, KNOWLEDGE, as in, I KNOW- that no one else really knows anything either. Sure, some people will have claimed to finally have “figured it [...]
Do YOU or someone YOU know suffer from an MTD? MTDs- or Mentally Transmitted Diseases- are a growing concern in our society. To date, 1 out of every 2 people suffers from this condition, and with the advancement of technology and breweries -combined with the declined use of birth control- that number [...] THUD! I sat, Indian style, on the dryer in the laundry room. The warmth of the room; the pleasant smell of Bounce fabric softener; and the gentle vibration of the dryer was ALMOST enough to convince me that I was on a small island far, FAR away. BANG! I groped for my mug of coffee- [...] As you slowly open your eyes, you can see sunlight overhead. In the distance, you can hear water trickling and smell coffee brewing. You’ve barely raised your head off your pillow when you hear the sounds of something akin to a National Geographic special on animal packs- growling, hissing, screeches of pain… One might think [...] I want the instruction manual that was supposed to come with my kids. I also want to know why I was never allowed to register my kids to receive a longer warranty. Ya know, you bring home this soft, sweet smelling, adorable little bundle and you think “Wow, he’s all mine.” And that first night [...]  |
 
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