With nothing else in life is it possible to both simultaneously love and hate with equal servings of passion, as being a parent. And when I say hate being a parent, I mean hate your own child. Don’t get me wrong – I love my daughter with every element of my being… but my god she can be a right c*nt sometimes. Nothing anyone ever says can quite prepare you for the torment and torrent of emotions that is parenting. Continue reading “PARENTHOOD; THE UGLY TRUTH”
Wow, what a tricky area… love, turmoil, joy, companionship, fights, and jealousy.
I realised something today after a lengthy chat with my littlest sister (Hello Spawn of Satan, I am sure you are reading this) – I no longer look at my sisters, The “Spawn” (the youngest) and The “Adopted One” (She’s not adopted – she just looks nothing like anyone else in the family… Hmmm) and feel envious of the way they are treated by the family. I think it’s because for the first time I am starting to feel like an adult. I have a family of my own, an income, a home etc. I feel my life is full. In a good way.
Just enough time for one final thought…
I came across this interesting perspective on an old saying:
“The grass is always greenest where you water it”
…and where people don’t poop on it. Moral; Get rid of the dog.