Some days I feel like I'm an un-fit mother, (and I'm not talking about working out here). I am just NOT a kid/baby/toddler person. I enjoy teenagers and up.
I always told people, "I can't imagine having children." and those people would smile and say, "OH it will be different with your own!"
Well some days, (like today) I think to myself..., "those people were WRONG."
I feel like as a mother I should enjoy every single stage of my precious little pooping/screaming/spitting up bundle of freakin joy! Right?!
But I find myself longing for a teenage Emery that I can connect with and actually TALK to! AND teenagers sleep alllllllll the time! Amazing.
I've done pretty much every job out there, and being a stay at home mom is by far the hardest. I would gladly go back to work full time. If only babysitters stayed all night.
Usually Emery is the easiest baby, but this week. Oh my...this week. It's the week from hell.