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Who am I?

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The 10 Things I (Used To) Hate About Parenting

Loved this piece, it made me remember the baby days which seem a distant memory.

Sons, When Micah was born back in 2008, I was ready for life to change drastically. It did, but not in the way I had been preparing for. We became pregnant like 20 seconds after getting home from the hospital (Pro tip: Don’t do that), and within 11 months of becoming first-time parents, we were second-time parents. It was a complete blur. It wasn’t until 5 months after Jett was born that I had a chance to sit down and organize my thoughts on this whole parenting thing, and as it turned out, there was some stuff I really didn’t enjoy. I wrote it out as a cathartic attempt at comic relief, and forgot all about it. I ran across it this week, and now that Fisher’s here, and I’ve had a few years to calm down, I’d like to make some adjustments to the original list. You three need…

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Wednesday’s drama

I know this is supposed to be a daily thing but if you read my post the other day about my cat Bandit you might have guessed that things didn’t go to well at the vet. As, unfortunately I had anticipated, my darling Bandit has now gone to heaven leaving a gaping whole in my life and heart. All day Thursday I was a blubbering mess, so anything I would have written probably wouldn’t have made sense.…not that I can guarantee I’m any better today!

As any pet owner will know when you have had your pet for awhile you can’t help but get attached and as the years past by they become a member of your family. So when that time comes for your beloved pet, the grief you will feel is no less real than that you would experience if a human being. Since Wednesday as I said I have cried continually, I have blamed myself…did I not care for him properly? Could I have changed anything to stop him from getting sick? Silly questions which I know are completely irrational but as much as I know this my mind still swirls.

Since he became sick in October he would lie on the sofa beside me knowing that I too was unwell and if my back pain was really bad he wouldn’t leave my side. Now I bet a sound like a complete freak but when your kids have outgrown the need for cuddles and bedtime stories have been read aloud apps on tablets etc your pet suddenly feels like the only thing who still has time for you…..that is until they invent iPads for animals then we may as well just give up!