That's right. No more mommyhood for me. I quit. I give up, throw in the towel, whatever you want to call it. I'm selling both of them to the gypsies and I'm joining the circus.
I was so excited yesterday... 2nd day of Demon #1 of being sick. Brought her to the doctor, which mind you, I don't normally do, but with the talk of influenza & strep running the hallways at school I thought I'd be safe. I should have went with my gut. She's just got the crud. Nothing more. Just feels like crap. So I figured that she has to be better by today, right? Well, last night she was. Wooohooo! Yea for Mom! I finally get back to my regular schedule.
This morning I wake up. I do that every morning, it's a strange thing how that happens day after day. I come upstairs and someone is in the bathroom.
"Who's in the bathroom?"
"Me."
The wonderful thing about being a mother is that no matter how many children you have, you know exactly who "me" is.
The "me" in today's story is Demon #1. Nooooooooooooo!!!!!! She NEVER gets up early unless she's sick.
False alarm. Freak thing.... she just had to use the bathroom. She feels fine, she wants to go to school. Yea me!
Then I go to wake up Demon #2. "Mommy, I don't feel good"
Awww crap in a handbasket. There goes my day. Yep, she's home from school. I hate motherhood.
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