Tricked, hoodwinked, bamboozled
June 16, 2008 at 10:20 pm | In Uncategorized | Leave a CommentTags: A Baby Story, children, Drinking, parenting, Rachel, sitcoms
Before you have kids, you see all those TV shows like A Baby story and shows like Full House, and other fictional sitcoms, and you believe that this is what having kids is all about. They show you the perfect pregnancy, with the perfect little child who grows up to be the perfect young adult. You think, wow, I can’t wait until my life is like that. So, today I have been hanging out at the house with a two year old who has decided that being resonable is something that can be accomplished another day. As I look at my disaster area of a house, I realize that while I LOVE my daughter and wouldn’t trade her in for the world, I realize why I DID NOT want children. I have been feeling the urge to be selfish lately but I attribute that to the change in weather. Or maybe it is the fact that my child thinks that every thing is supposed to be her way. And God forbid something isn’t exactly her way. The insanity that I survive everyday is cause for concern. Then I talk to other parents of 2 almost 3 year olds and they all tell me the same thing…………………………………………………………………… They are ALL like this in some respect. Well I say Fuck that, why the hell would I want to do this again. And now as she gets older the less I want to. Shoot, my little family of three may be complete. Now I guess I am going to go get me a glass of wine to make it through the rest of the night.
How could?
May 29, 2008 at 4:34 am | In Uncategorized | Leave a CommentTags: abandonment, bad parenting, father, mothers
How could a man who has three kids constantly treat them like crap?
My Father (herein known as SD for Sperm Donor) is a…. for lack of better word douch bag. See when I was younger I thought that maybe if I was a better child, or got better grades he would love me. My brother, sister and I tried everything to get him to notice that we needed him but he didn’t care. I spent too much of my life running around chasing him. I spent too many years of my life trying to make a man love me because I thought that was what I was supposed to do. His example taught me a lot of wrong things. Now this isn’t to say my mom didn’t try to teach me better because she did. It is just to say my father is truly not a nice person. I guess the funny part about it is that he is a………. Minister. Yep I said it. He leads people to the Lord but treats his own children like crap. Honestly if it wasn’t for my mom I don’t know where we would be.
When SD left us were in the middle of a Chicago winter and the furnace in the house was broken. I remember my mom, sis, bro, and I all sleeping in one room with a space heater. My mom, sis and I slept across the top of the bed and my brother slept sideways at the foot of the bed. I remember when SD didn’t come to my high school graduation because he said that he had a church service to go to. So I have cut him out of my life for the most part. Yes I still love him for helping my mother to give me life but anything other than that and I can’t do it. I am the only one that has cut him off so far but it is looking like it is soon coming time for my bro and sis to cut him off also. His loss though, His loss.
Potty Training SUCKS
May 28, 2008 at 5:36 pm | In Uncategorized | 1 CommentTags: family, Potty training, Rachel
Well today we (meaning me) decided that I can’t keep complaining about Rachels lack of potty training unless I am willing to do something about it. I just want to say for the record, this sucks. No pooping, no peeing, Nothing. Corey was talking to his grandma about Rachels lack of interest in Potty training and he told her ” we can’t force her to go, because now forcing kids to do something is child abuse” This tickled me because i know she can do it. Shoot, She pees in the diaper, takes it off, throws it away, wipes herself with the baby wipe then brings you the diaper to put on her. If that isn’t the sign of someone who can use the toilet, I don’t know what is.
This is a battle of wills but she will not win the war. We will acheive potty success. And when we do every piece and drop of excrement will disappear as a sacrafice to the porceline bathroom king. God Speed good people God Speed.
Another Blog attempt
May 28, 2008 at 4:55 pm | In Uncategorized | Leave a CommentTags: blogging
See, I can always start a blog. I have every intention on keeping it up. Then I get stuck. I can’t remember what I wanted to say. Or Honestly, I start to think, “No way am I cleaver enough to do something that someone would like.” As time goes on, I write on message boards and stuff and then I am bombarded with people who say “You should write” Then this circular conondrum starts again. So here we are at the beginning. Maybe this time someone will read what I have to say and won’t think I am a complete idiot.
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