I’m done. I’ve had it. I’m tired and fed up and poor Squidge is paying the price. Wal has been in Russia all week and this single parenting is about to kill me. She’s loud, she’s demanding, she’s whiny and clingy. Or is that me?? I feel stressed out and tense. I can.not.wait. until Wal gets home tonight. I thought I would get some relief at my baby groups. It didn’t happen. I’m too tense so I feel like I’m saying the wrong thing or pissing people off. I know it’s just me (at least I hope it is) and everything was fine. It was the same yesterday at Ivy Cottage- Squidge being a toddler and me not handling it well. I just need a break.
A very public apology- I’ve been bringing in little Organix™ treats for C because she can’t have cookies/biscuits due to being lactose intolerant. I should KNOW better but apparently I don’t. How many times have I listened to B say she hates it when people give C food?? How many times have we called them wankers together?? Too many to count and here I go doing the same thing. So to B I’m sorry for being a wanker and giving C some treats and making her poop her pants. I’m especially sorry for not asking if it was OK. Just because it was OK to give her a bit last week doesn’t mean I should load her up every-time I see her. SORRY!!