1. I hid in the kitchen to eat a chocolate bar while the boys were occupied in the toy room.
2. I had no idea I could have so much patience with my children and then there are times when my lack of sabr scares me.
3. It scares my children, too.
4. I secretly hoped my son wouldn’t enjoy school so much so I could have an excuse to just take him out of school and teach him at home. Now he has a new teacher and he is miserable. I feel as though it’s my fault for wishing such a thing on him.
5. I didn’t cook today! Woohoo!
6. My vacuum cleaner has died (again) and I think it’s because I’m a slave driver.
7. I am purposely putting off toilet-training my 2 1/2 year old because I really don’t want to wash a urine or faeces soaked pair of undies again. Toilet training my first child was traumatic.
8. There are days when I wish I worked full-time so I wouldn’t have to deal with the daily emotional outbursts of the children and of this constant feeling of being NEEDED all the time. Do they have to NEED me all the time?
9. It’s nearly 11 pm and instead of sleeping I am blogging. I will complain tomorrow about how many times the little one woke up and how little sleep I managed to get, when all along it’s entirely my fault.
