…but not for ice cream. Why is parenthood filled with so much screaming? Note to readers: if you don’t scream at your children a) you can stop reading here and b) I think you’re full of shit!
OMG! The amount of yelling is out of control. I feel like days are just spent in a downward spiral. Sure it’s not all day (most days) but moments, really, really long moments of hitting a brick wall.
WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO GET THEM TO LISTEN?
WHAT’S WITH THE CRAPTASTIC ATTITUDES?
IS IT THE MOVE OR AM I JUST MAKING EXCUSES?
WILL I STILL HAVE A VOICE IN 2-3 YEARS?
AM I ALONE?
OMG WILL I MAKE IT AS A MOM?