Yesterday afternoon I felt it coming on for
the third freaking time in a month.
I keep having this crazy idea about night weaning, but then at 3 am when she wakes up for
the third freaking time, I realise my parenting style is #lazymom and I shove it in her face and fall back to sleep [because I'm a die hard cosleeping mama who just can't handle sleep training].
Not exact matches
So far I have
freaked out about doubling the amount of children in our house, where the babies are going to sleep, cloth diapering, starting completely over with baby clothes instead of trying to sort through what would be usable, nursing two babies at the same
time, buying a bigger house, how I'm going to drive four kids around (thank God we just replaced my husband's car in January with a full size SUV with a usable
third row), traveling with four kids, what happens if my husband has to start traveling for work, getting the big kids to and from school with two babies in tow, how the big kids are going to feel once there are two new babies in the house, how I»M going to feel with two more babies in the house, and so on and so forth.
My
third is now 7.5 months and still 70 % of the
time will
freak if I run to the store or a friends house and he is with out his mommy.
WHICH I DO NOT WANT TO HAPPEN FOR THE
THIRD TIME IN A
FREAKING ROW, but just you watch and see (please prove me wrong nintendo)
Freaking third - parties, ruining everyone's good
time.
The film's refusal to clear things up until the
third act makes it impossible to connect with Simon's plight, despite Phillippe's relatively effective performance (the actor spends much of the running
time freaking out, though he admittedly does it well).
Not only is spending one
third of your study
time freaking out unpleasant, it's a huge waste of
time.
Still, I am a control
freak and continue to prefer the option of picking my own payment method each
time rather than let a
third party choose for me.)