Let’s rewind to a few years ago- before even THINKING about becoming pregnant. You could say I was kind of a pushover. Ok, a total pushover. I hated confrontation, disagreements, arguing- the whole shebang. I went out of my way to completely avoid it altogether and in the process, people decided it was easy to walk all over me and unfortunately for the most part I allowed it. I’ve never been a big fan of drama, although i’ll admit that I love gossiping like an evil high school bitch.
Now that I have a child who is in need of basically constant attention and a lot of coddling- I have zero tolerance for BS from other people. It just isn’t there. Things I would put up with before just don’t fly with me. Rumors, drama.. just people being downright immature and ridiculous. Don’t bring that crap to me, you’ll get answers you don’t want to hear!
I sort of feel like i’ve becoming the ‘nagging mom’- only not to my own kid, but to everyone else.
Allow me to stand back and wag my finger at you and tell you that you “just shouldn’t be doing that, it’s time to grow up!”.. maybe throw in a ‘little missy’ for good measure. I am one of the oldest out of my friends, and the first in my ‘inner-circle’ to get married and have a kid.. not to mention that most of my friends have the “Peter Pan Complex” and just don’t want to grow up- so that makes me the old lady of the group at 24 years old.
I just have no patience to coddle people. I’ve always been honest, just not as upfront and blunt as I am now and i’ve found that a lot of people just can’t handle me telling them that their deadbeat boyfriend is a piece of crap and they deserve better (who knew?!)
Most of my friends have learned not to come to me for advice unless they REALLY want the truth, and not glossed-over BS that’s going to make them feel better even though it isn’t even remotely what I really think.
It’s definitely made my life more peaceful, that’s for sure. Sometimes I miss the glory days of all the girls in the bathroom, one obviously crying and black eyeliner streaming down her face… but then I remember how stressful and annoying it was and how much trouble I got myself into, and I know that i’d rather deal with a screaming child ANY day. At least he doesn’t talk back (yet).
On a sidenote- Holden tinkled a little in the potty today, YAY! And by a little.. we’re talking 5 drops at most. It’s progress though!
@Julieannefiu I still sing WRAPPED UP LIKE A DOUCHE. I think they're lying about the "real" lyrics
I sang SO many embarrassingly wrong song lyrics with such confidence. pic.twitter.com/Ww5TaAxY3r
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