toenails are for sissys. at least that is what i've been told. since i am on the verge of losing my first. i'm not so excited about losing it as i am about being done with it hurting like hell. i'd be happy to rip the thing right off, but i think i might pass out from the blood and pain. and i've had natural childbirth 3 times. and my babies were big babies. however, this little toenail is completely sidelining me. i feel like a cripple. i feel like a wimp. i feel like this better BE better by next week.
i got a phone call from chilly's primary teacher. again. it makes me want to curl up in a ball and watch reruns of "the brady bunch". i'm just so tired of hearing how he is a terrible kid. how he is so "wild". i'm tired of trying to defend him. he is one of those kids, that if we survive, is going to be a great teenager. he is really fun, but really a handful. i'm just sick though. he dropped out of baseball because the other kids were picking on him, so he'd fight them. that made it so he didn't have any fun (being reprimanded by the coach will do that) of course he was the youngest on his team, and probably a little young to be swinging a bat, but still, it kind of stings.
harry hates me. i know, he really doesn't. but he acts like it. at his baseball game he yelled at me. he gave me several crusties. and threw a bat at me. luckily i was behind the fence when he did this. it is a sad day when your kid takes his frustrations out on YOU. i understand how he feels, and i'm okay. it just hurts me that he hurts. and i can't do a thing about it. i miss the time when i could cure his temper with a hug. this parenting thing is really hard.
fussy loves his daddy. i know, it's totally cute. i love it that he says "daddy" all the time. that when big d comes home, he loves to be held by him. i love the fact that they have a good connection. i just sort of feel kind of..well...like fuss only likes me for my nursies. since daddy doesn't have them. he doesn't ever bother to say mommy, and for the past couple of days, he prefers his dad over me. i'm trying to shrug it off, but still, with everything else going on...*sigh*. i guess i just wish my babies didn't grow up.