Last post, as we can see, best-laid-plans did not pan out. This is typical for me, considering how scatter brained I am. Not much has changed since I last posted. Except S is older, bigger, and has a much more colorful and decidedly inappropriate. Other than that, I still rather despise myself, tolerate my life, despair about my lack of mature, maternal, level-headed easy-going manner. Again, I feel betrayed. No one told
Me
How DIFFICULT being a parent is. I wish someone had adequately in on the suffering and
Daily trevails of parenthood.
