the 31st year.
Parent a sweet little boy. Love & annoy the shit out of a husband. Drug my anxiety. Work for a living. Swear like a sailor. Dream for days on end.
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If it makes you feel any better at 5AM my kid smacked me in the face and yelled SURPRISE before announcing that there was pee in her bed. I gave her life, I don’t understand why she doesn’t love me…
Fuck, right? Mac hit me in the face with my slippers. I don’t mind him bringing my slippers to me, but I’d prefer if he didn’t use them as projectiles. Why are our kids such dicks today?
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