Suburban Oblivion

Sometimes it Takes Getting Bitch-Slapped to Remind You How Good You Have It.

// October 23rd, 2007 // Online //

Last night’s post about my not-so-darling 2 year old was more of a Twitter than a post, but I tend to share things I know fellow moms will relate to. Sometimes I forget I get visitors who are not moms, and due to that I get a comment like this one.

I’ll save you the time. My partner and I will take the toddler off of of your hands… in fact, we’ll pay for your for your trouble (and I knowingly say that, aware that there is extreme potential that we’ll eat our words). As hard as it gets, don’t forget that there are loving parents out there that can physically or legally have children…

You are fortunate and lucky.

Thank you Jesse from Inarticulate Fumblings, because sometimes it really does take getting bitch-slapped to remind me that all in all, I do have it pretty good.

Being a parent has been described as the hardest job in the world, and personally I think that is an understatement. Hard doesn’t even begin to describe it. Part of the reason I blog is to vent and relate to other parents who are going through the same things. If I were to keep all of it in all of the time, I’d either explode, or become one of those people you see on the news who went postal in the middle of Target or something. That said, I do very much love my children, and it is not bad all the time, as evidenced by the fact all three have thus far lived to tell about it. I joke about selling them on E-Bay, but I wouldn’t actually do it.

They haven’t pushed me that far, yet.

But you are right, I should be more thankful for what I have. They may drive me nuts at times, but my life wouldn’t be what it is without them. Thanks for the reminder.

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