Chloe just had to model my newest blanket this morning when I was taking photos to list it in my etsy shop.
She can be so sweet and wonderful.
And then. Sometimes she’s not. She pretty much spent the rest of the day kicking/screaming/crying on the floor. I don’t know what gets into her but I just stare at her and wonder where my daughter has gone and who is this evil wailing child that has replaced her.
She makes me fear the teenage years to come.
These kids are seriously intense.
Mom guilt is creeping in…they are the smartest most amazing children ever (just like yours) and I wouldn’t trade them for the world (just like you). But with one sick boy and one diva, factoring in the amount of wallowing, I kind of need a moment.