I'm okay, really. I just need to bitch, oh and how.

****pause in typing so that I can pry childs new front teeth out of my leg (screaming, mine)****
I am madly in love with my little screamers, I just don't think I am mentally equipped to deal with the challenges I am facing. For example, the frequent scream fest. Did I mention I can't handle the screaming/crying?
****pause to attempt pickup of two screaming children-one seems to have fallen, the other is pissed I removed my magazine from his little claws****
After a mini(!) nervous breakdown about 2 months ago (what day is it?) my magic pill doc suggested I might "get some support". Well l I tried. While still in the delusional glow of early (very early, the glow part disappeared quickfast) pregancy I researched and joined a local twins group. Unfortunately, when it was time to reap the rewards of my yearly membership fee I was unable to join the damn yahoo group for still unknown reasons and recieved invites to childless(!!!) EVENING events. Okay. So I am still angry. I don't have a nanny, close relatives on a regular basis, or the dough for babycare times 2. Furthermore, I am not awake in the "evening"-I am trying to get some damn sleep. So the twins group thing didn't work out.
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