I do this morning.
Project Big Boy continues.
It is getting marginally better each day.
Like by maybe a millimetre.
And this morning in a toddler fit of rage,
caused by his not wanting to get dressed,
I had a glimpse into the depths of his mouth.
Guess what I saw?
Way back at the top......
Two honking molars that maybe broke through this week.
And I thought he had all of his teeth.
Yep.
A horses ass I am.
For yet again feeling like I didn't do the right thing at the right time.
And guess what?
I have a feeling that this horse's ass feeling probably doesn't really ever go away.
Does it?
I'll let you know...but I'm pretty sure it's a universal rite of passage. For moms. And from what I've experienced, this horse's ass feeling, compared to feelings that start emerging when the kid can comment on your parenting skills, isn't that bad.
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