I’m having one of those oh-my-fucking-god-i-want-to-wean kind of days.
I (am 11 weeks pregnant) and normally nurse my 21 month old three times a day.
7….and the day isn’t even close to over.
Just fucking shoot me.
Stop with all this pontificating, people. When you’re alone with your kid 12 hours a day, sometimes, you just have to give up a little. And tantrums are when I temporarily give up, place my daughter delicately into her crib, and walk away for 5 minutes…
<my fake post about mumblr drama>
Like, oh my God. I don’t get all this drama. Like don’t you people have better things to do, like, say take care of your kids?
I think it’s tres weird when people sell used shit at ridiculous prices.
If I can buy it new for $10, why would a pay you $7.50 for it used?
I wonder what would happen if I posted Agnostic/sometimes Catholic/but mostly Buddhist status updates ad naseam on facebook. I wonder if my really annoying super fundamentalist asshole “Christian” (‘Cause they sure don’t ACT Christian!!) friends would take a fucking hint and shut the fuck up.
I’ve never met a more judgmental group than Born Agains.
Your made in china, GMO cloth dipes, with microfibers really do make you a superior parent.
Nope. Mommy says fuck you.