The Jr High drama has commenced and I'm not sure I'm gonna make it. Girls are so fucking mean to each other and I desperately want to protect my DD and be fully overbearing right now but I know I need to stay out of it. I hope I can make it through all this without a nervous breakdown.
Today I picked up my birth control script and it was free. Thanks Obama. Last year I was still paying around 20/month for the script and my insurance wouldn't pick it up. This year it's fully covered.
So this is how I see it. The work of a baby is HUGE with like, no payoff beyond cuddles and love and generally watching them grow.
The work of a toddler is HUGE ... BUT you get this really cool payoff in the form of actual play and conversation etc. So I am loving the toddler stage but I am still fucking exhausted. The good is REALLY REALLY GOOD and the bad is REALLY REALLY bad.
We're pretty much just holding on for dear life until 4 when I've been told things settle out some.
You've been lied to. 4 is no reprieve.
I'm sorry, we need to go back to this. All I have been holding onto is everyone fucking saying 4 is better. I have seven more weeks of 3. Do not take hope from me. Do not.