Having a rough morning fellas. The lil’one has been up since 6 and to be frank, won’t stop. The eldest is finally at school but even that was a nightmare.
So in this brief moment of respite I thought this might be a handy way of relieving a little stress; a pressure valve if you will.
Finish the sentence:
‘I love my kids but…’
*This is a safe space. Feel free to vent
While they drive me crazy, they haven’t done anything that I didn’t do as a kid, and yet my mom was patient, loving, and gave me the space to get my shit together. So I can too.